Conflict the fills
The mind
Never solved
Continuous
Just to leave
Behind
The Mist
Purpose
Searching the world
For meaning and purpose
But all I meet is
Stunning silence or
Meaningless platitude
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The Reason of Being
Feeling happy
Driving at night in the empty city
The chimera of dependence
will soon be gone
As a hallucinogenic
Nightmare
Because of a little stolen time
The short gray days has stolen
A energy and hope
The night offers great remorse
From the great illusions of
Debt and duty
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Up and down
Down and up
Around the town
Perfectly without
Any control
I travel around
Around before
Coming down
To face every Monday
Of my life
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At It Again
Waking up after a really
Long night, that never
Ended of driving
Through the forest
I try to change
My way of working
But lost out
Now it is time
To get back and do it
Again
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Uncomfortzone
Leaving the known for the unknown
Finding so much light and hope reaching for
The other limit, as far as
I can possible go
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No AI
Driving my car in a crazy way
Through the crowded city
Raging against the machine
The monster that controls us
The collective beehive
I don’t want to leave my control
To some boring self driving car
Love taking risk, being innovative
Creative
Why should I leave that nice
Illusion of being in control
For a moralising boring
Beast?
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