They dig out our souls, waiting for our time to be sold. We are loud and we are ready. We are more than barcodes, so they cannot sell us.

Hey, sir, hey, madame. What's the plan? Human nature did not create zebras to be scanned like items for sale. So we are more than barcodes. If sheep follow, then let's sheep around today and rave to the rebel beat.

Nothing is sweet about reality; however, we humans crave treasure hunting. This system wants us vexed, like we don't have a life to live. In this life, you can be the heartbeat or the outro....
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