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At times I look around and everything’s right. Look…

At times I look around and everything’s right. Look at me, I’ve been so smart, I’ve done it right, I look around and its alright.

A dream talks to me, unsettles me, and asks me what’s next? Next? Next!!

MOAR!!! I roar …. More? More!!

I wake and look around and everything’s not quite right. Look at me, I’ve been a sloth, I’ve done it wrong, look around its not quite sound.

MOAR!!! they roar .. More? More!!

When I die, I float up top, I look on down and look around. They stand and weep and chat about; look at him, he did it right, he was so smart, he lived the life; as a janitor maintained it all.

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