i drift through this world
like an invisible ghost
passing those zombies
whom scare me the most
taking just enough
to make ti through the day
knowing nothing is taken
once my body lay
unplugged from this madness
though it still affects me
salesman dont bother
your 'things' dont tempt me
watching from a distance
almost alien like
how did the world become like this
a black hole of 'wants'
bottomless greed of 'needs'
yet your needs...you do not want
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