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Jan 24, 2010
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Who are we? What have we become?
Is the whole world asleep? or are we all walking dead?
With routine lives of fast food and starbuck's.
we wander aimlessly,trying to find happiness
our niche,or mostly ourselves.
In a chaotic world of crime and struggle for the buck
how is happiness an option in this world?
We are just machines,or so it seem's.
That keep moving,working,and eating,but for what?
I guess we all have our own reason's for continuing
this constant forward motion which is our lives.
But i guess we will all know soon enough.
But until then we will all continue our journey for the
dollar and survival,in our big human ant farm and hope
in the end its all been worth it...........
— thewaitingroom, Jan 24, 2010
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Spectrum
16 years 4 months ago
Cool
thewaitingroom
16 years 4 months ago
Awesome! thanks for your
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
I totally agree...