Life is Simulation

This sickness is spreading across the world
We are losing documents, important facts and precious pearls Life became a series of swirls with women obsessed with men and men obsessed with girls
Is life that important?
Or are we just living through a simulation
Is everything real around us?
Or are we truly plagued by ourselves and the aftermath of pontification
With no hesitation, we plunge forward
Slowly moving backwards, going nowhere
But it would appear that we are swarmed with fear, life stands still
With those dark nights when we wonder if we will wake up
What is next when we die?
Will we float beyond the horizon, or drown in the high tide of the spiritual univers
Life is simulation, simply in writing
We wonder what this life is, and we must make it exciting

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