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A cityscape, a world ablaze,

fast-paced life — the newest craze.

A journey deep, a quest for truth,

ideas fly, like arrows through.

A battle rages At first dawn,

the end in sight, not yet won.

The clock ticks and marches on,

as life goes by our memories are gone!

we keep it real, we keep it live,

The coming times, we will survive.

A magic mind, an open box,

A keyless entrance, left unlocked..

A common man, a common dream,

a quest for more, than what it seems.

A search for answers in the dark

And now I’m thinking “can it last?”

Our mind suspends a wingless kite,

a storm of stars, eternal night.

The road aheads not ridden yet,

Continually compounding rotating debt.

Our future gleams with hope no more,

a promise that we’ve heard before .

A distant thought, a call so strong, 

The journeys end is where we belong!

A mind of steel, a heart of gold,

a story old, yet to unfold.

The the coming sounds, like thunder's roar,

we dread our end, more and more I’m sure!

We’re sleeping through a cosmic dream,

a quest for more, than what it seems.

A search for answers, in the dark,

But now, suddenly it’s fading and we find ourselves debating, why were we are even waiting for something else to be born

Will it change us? Will it make us…everything that we wanted to be

Rearranging what keeps on changing, only keeps us naive.

Will it change us? Will it make us…everything that we wanted to be

The games we’re playing, aren’t worth saving. Return me to the Home Screen!