Game of thoughts

The night is full of thoughts, small hare.
Nothing helps when you don't care.
The main question is to leave or to stay
Choice is a lie, another system to obey.
So eat your pie, buy goods from Ebay,
Sit on two chairs like f*** lord Frey.
Offer me a future without nightmare!
Nobody can, all have a smell in the air.

You are loosing the game of thoughts.
Choosing job, you are drinking shots.
Leave your digital coins for bots
Or you'll never get your Pepper Potts!


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