It’s meant to be very smart

Depending on whom it belongs to

I personally don’t think mine works all that great

But it’ll do in this lifetime

I’m not a fan on how they work

On how they affect our lives

Families’ lives;

Lovers’ lives;

I wish I could read yours, mine, everyone’s and make it simple

Wish; what a word; what a false pretence

Your mind gives me hope

Am I in it? I want to be

Or am I simply a meaningless mirage that has been hidden in a secret vault?

Let me in…

I’ll never let you go

The End

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