Everything is on its place,
Every folder in its compartment,
Every dream packed in a confined space,
Every human in the right apartment,
According to plan of happiness committee,
Separate, segregate, tag, and deploy,
With a perfect vista of old, lifeless city,
Dusty archive of purpose and joy.
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Author:
Gewar (
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