But who is really controlling this mechanism or mistake
Life is no mere movie script, life is a book of merry go round dreams
This life and dreams, what is it
The fate of each human being played out to its mark
The only people in this world are the lucky and unlucky
We all live in the desperate search for that money that will make our lives better
I have a feeling of dejavue, that I have done all this before
Life is a circle of no truth where it may seem that a higher force prevails
We live in a world where the chimp is our ancestor, our evolution, and the porpoise was just shy of being us.
Poetry from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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