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English second . Flower vase

Living with eyes open, only to see the light
Afraid of the dark
Staying inside the beam of light
No bright miracle
Alive, but dead inside
Past marks never go too far
Poisoning your mind, destroying your flesh
Life product or meat shape lives
Tolerance, existence or living
Million years of evolution
Mass of body pollution, universal radiation
Mankind, the highest rank

Or the lowest branch
The futile inspiration
Of a full life aspiration
That gets right in front 
Dueling on the present
Full of marks, question marks with big thumb up
Trying to don't fuck it up
Living for stuff, trying to build a life
Sick of contradictory thoughts in the upper brain
Little to none, no grain
Feeding and surviving is the old trend 
That can make us work 
To don't get to an end

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