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Midnight Ocean Music


Cool wind remained cool.
This unusual separation.

Simple can't be complicated.
It is clear and ordered.

Responsibilities, counting.
The numbers never lie.

Unless they are manipulated.
Which is easily detectable.
Thoughts, too.
No, not your own.

This controlling madness.
Read back, dig and understand.
Interview and interrogate.
It will lead to nowhere, nothing.

Mental competence and reasonableness.
The mitigation of risk and pragmatism.
Instincts served well.
But then the guards fell asleep.
Deprivation leads to all kinds of ailments.
The delusion of the unothodoxed.
Instincts served badly.

The click needs to click off!
On to the beach soon.
Shells and books, drinks and fish.
Midnight ocean music.

Get some sleep, the guards will stay awake.
The checkpost is secure for now.
Razor wire is everywhere.
Nothing's getting in.

Facial recognition, the age of transparency.
Thought recognitions and beliefs.

Keep the programmers away.
They are the most irrational of all.

With their need to know.
Money for nothing, it's all a dream.

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