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He looks at the and he likes what he sees.
Superficial that, "Make his life complete."
When he's had he just flips a switch.
grow no smarter, yet he'll become "Rich."
Electrons penetrate his mind he think.
He everything he sees.
And as he it off the mist begins to clear.
His god is his T.V.
No joke. No riddle.
Not laughing I'm not tickled.
No rhyme. Or reason. All success, but no meaning.
is the machine that got it started first.
Man or woman, color, it doesn't pick a worst.
Even we know it kills we stare at it all day.
Our defensive skills are slowly away.
Take my life your hands.
Give it to else.
who understands.