Now we dwell behind mirrored walls
Leashed to false reflections
Trapped in a digital rebirth
Long we’ve traded our being
A slow unconscious drift to normalization.

Now we relish in the safety of loops
Chasing lives of the dead
Afraid to be the blemish
Yearning for adoring reciprocation
We see questions no more
Do we see at all?


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