do the months change?
do the years pass?
it’s felt like the same day
for the whole of my life.
I’ve had one of those dream again
where all I can see
is a grey horizon
no sun breaking the monotony
a dream devoid of colour,
devoid of sound
where I am
only greeted by blanks faces
drones
grinding the gears
of the grey machine
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