Chapter 1080
That Was A Good Suggestion
A world of fantasy or reality
At some point they collide
Will one try to run and hide
Will they comply and abide
Does it make a difference
Does anything really matter
When all one hears is chatter
Substance tends to scatter
People don't want the truth
They see but remain blind
They pass through life resigned
They are free but yet confined
Like mindless minions they wallow
Where does it start or end
On whom can one ever depend
It only works if everyone will pretend
People speak words without meaning
There's nothing without communication
Life itself is what one should question
Now that was a good suggestion
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