The real world has ceased without too many of such realization
Heavily engaged in the fabrication of its much faked momentum
Where human-life; living but of far-flung from/of its creation
Where in fierce competition of ill; of such "arrival", all done
The real world has, for some time now, ceased being; an artefact
To many; of fond memories; to the young, prehistoric nonsense
But to old or young, nothing defined, even of self; ever exact
Not once, where family, neighbor; where nowhere as much, friends
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