CyberpunkA Poem by requieMOur current societal situation
I awake with the taste of steel in my mouth.
I sense the scope of a hidden gaze. Life seems normal, and yet feels unnormal. Somethings not right like a clock turning backwards. Are these thoughts my own or are they secretly injected into my essence? Are these conversations natural or are they manufactured? High tech low life's. Those words haunt me now.
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