Forgotten Dreams
I am going to try to relay this message without being rude
However this topic puts me in a bad mood
We sit in cubical forms of hell
We look at watches as we dwell
We always forget our present, living every moment preparing for the future
Regret lures from our true souls we have pushed away
Living for the system
Day by day
The universe gave you a role to play
The Vibrational Number Theory is forgotten today
When you die you will soon realize
Living for others pleasure, is a life surely wasted
Sycronize others love with yours
And fullfill self actualization as Maslow once said
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