
We are always there,
day in day out‚
We do what we are programmed,
but have we been programmed right?
On auto-pilot, working hard in the city‚
Life races past us, but we are always the same‚
Hardly sleep, always switched on‚
A fresh coat of paint and on the surface we look happy‚
But are we mechanically sound?
Built tough in a malfunctioning society,
Restarting is not an option…

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