One Dimensional World

In this one dimensional world of vanity,

A dreadful loss of inspiration,

A craving for the freedom of insanity,

A senseless lack of orientation.

In this one dimensional world of pride,

A boundless land of haunted plains,

The northern star a sightless guide,

Yet no one else complains.

In this one dimensional world of gray —

Of exponentially rapid decay —

An atmosphere as dark as day,

A clock made out of clay.

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