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Relax a reflex,
Sounds complex,
Relax a reflex,
It does perplex.
Can I get off autopilot?
We all should try it.
(Get off this coarse course.)
Do I need to waste a breath,
An extra heartbeat,
On the way to my death?
Have I any taste,
Insisting on waste?
Or does it just help me meet,
Our maker... a little quicker?
Add my individual refuse,
To the collective use,
And, we've got global abuse.
Garbage. Rubbish.
Our last supper's main dish.
Our age...
Watch as we stain,
History's final page.
The facts?
The wise will wax... and wane,
Until none remain.