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A Robotic Life

If tomorrow doesnt arrive
At the same pace as yesterday
If tomorrow would look different 
Than how I saw today

If tomorrow doesnt knock
Again at the drooling lids
of my sleepy eyes
If tomorrow doesnt bring
nightmares of strict deadlines

An obscure dawn 
May grab a chance 
to be unvieled from its
mysterious cloak

To be revealed 

As a morning worth a breathe
As a morning worth a human life 

 

◄ Into the Past

Forever Spring ►

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