A slave to the rhythm of this environment I am, a by-product of this free world. The philosophy of thought is killing me slowly, and my vision of dreams subvert me to "Einsteins Theory" where all things are possible. The doctor tells me I am in good mental health, but my mind tells me I am going mad. As the world evolves around my humanity, the poetry of this life proclaim no specific value.
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