For the Robotic Life!

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I don’t contemplate or fret,
Nor do I complain or frustrate.
Nor do I write or speak of it.
I just sigh and get on with it.
For my life has become
Unending loop of whelms,
I endure it like a robot.
Floating in the sea of denial,
Thriving in the land of irritation,
I rather not think
Or ponder.
For today is not any better,
Or tomorrow shan’t differ.
It’s a mundane cycle.
Unkind and brutal.
It’s a busy life.
A programmed strife.
So I sigh. I exhale. And I live,
My robotic life!