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Rat-race
Millions of fat rats running a race,
They have no gratitude nor grace.
Everyone is just a masked face;
Without emotion- not even a trace.
They are going nowhere;
Nor arriving anywhere.
There is confusion everywhere.
Robots on a buying spree;
They have much but cannot be.
It's a huge crowd but-
Each is alone in a dark cave;
Not a master of mind but its slave.
They have no gratitude nor grace.
Everyone is just a masked face;
Without emotion- not even a trace.
They are going nowhere;
Nor arriving anywhere.
There is confusion everywhere.
Robots on a buying spree;
They have much but cannot be.
It's a huge crowd but-
Each is alone in a dark cave;
Not a master of mind but its slave.
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Rat-race
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