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Prordained


Preordained

My memory chips
Implanted thought
I buy in to God
By God
I knew I would
Pray to be saved
Of a default life
Where war and games
Define pleasure and strife
If I have no choice
Even though I have a voice
Over all outcome
I still wonder
What makes me special
As I share my memory chip
On my shoulder
My mind seethes with rage
But my heart gets colder
Yes, even as a young man
My thoughts made me older
Than I am now

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