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Cybernetic Feeling (Virtual Love)

No fitness, no happiness.
No production, no comfort.

Try to look around, only neon signs, and names inside windows.
Try to get some rest, but the radio is playing too loud.
Try to be born again, maybe with a better luck, a better face.

No kisses, just emptiness.
No health, no calm.

Just the losers and their despair.
Just a hope machine, not a real deal.
Just another heart that nobody cares.

Crying in public occasionally.
Paranoid, but romantic.


(Júlio B.)
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