To the people living beside the far away lanes.
To the people living by the terrains.
We may be psycho,
but people assume us to be a tyco.
We may not remember our roles,
so people teach us acting as specules.
In the darkness of night we dozz off,
seems like the world has made our fears aloof.

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The gamer has spikes in her mood,
but Cyberpunk won't be crude.

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The days do shower with the flames of fire.
I am on the verge of falling into the ring of pire.
As the flames have volatilized my loch
Reminds me of how I survived an epoch.

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