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Sometimes you make me feel strong when I feel weak
Sometimes you make me weak when I should be strong
It's something about that grey smoke that seems so colorful
Why am I a slave to your grip
To all the people who are forced to work rather than live:
Stress is the side effect of life squanderously spent;
Of undue labor, toil, and strife;
Why do we demand so much sweat in this life?
To be stuck on a virtually deserted island is painful enough...
No technology.
No family.
No friends.
Food?!!?!
Ok. So maybe I can do without the technology. It'll be better for my brain...
