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The world is a stage,
not quite a cage.
Even when alone,
we feel prone.
Looking around,
or hear a sound.
Its not paranoia,
this goes higher.
Were feeling there gaze,
in our pink cloud haze.
What we percieve,
is where were decieved.
All weve been taught,
is how weve been bought.
Well go round again,
like its a trend.
The world is a stage,
not quite a cage.
not quite a cage.
Even when alone,
we feel prone.
Looking around,
or hear a sound.
Its not paranoia,
this goes higher.
Were feeling there gaze,
in our pink cloud haze.
What we percieve,
is where were decieved.
All weve been taught,
is how weve been bought.
Well go round again,
like its a trend.
The world is a stage,
not quite a cage.
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I agree with you about fave-poem