Encode your thought,
And transmit over the communication channels.
Digitized life you are sculpting like temple of mud.
You are crippling, what you love,
Building what destroys you,
You create machine of happiness,
That your world and the mind will turn to the hell.

You shut yourself in a cage
Of codes and protocols,
Your cry of despair is
A whisper for another.
Trying to establish the connection vainly,
You leave just clippings.
Freedom dies,
You are a slave of codes and regulations.

See, what snare you have laid yourself,
Your children will untangle them after you.
Don't lie you cannot build them any freedom,
Your hands are building only chaos all these years.

Your vision of the world is woven of the absurd.

Why you need a sense when there is information,
There is no time for joy or frustration.
Hold the keys.
Give them you life.

Any error of the system, any failure,
Render your mind beyond consciousness,
Incurring helpless, despair, horror and fear.

Now you have become a big part of a ruthless system.

There is no need any longer to feel yourself superfluous,
Give them your life.
Sacrifice what is called a dream,
It's easier to exchange ideas about of welfare to peace.

Here is the compromise.

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