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I am too tired
Too tired to swim up stream
I turn back to drift
Drift down the stream
Drifting is relaxed
Drifting is effortless
Yet I move so fast
Faster than ever
No more struggle against the trend
No more struggle to stay in place
I just drift with the flow
Drift with the trend
I drift from place to place
I travel from place to place
Taking great pictures
Of birds, buildings and bodies
No more toiling in the field
No more sweating in the factory
No more bleeding in the trench
No more tackling the hard problems
We drift away from the reality
We drift into the fantasy
We create virtual reality
To block out actual reality
Drifting downward
We call it progress
Decline, decadent and decaying
We call it flourishing
Drifting with dead wood
Drifting with debris
Drifting into ocean
Drifting into history
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