I stood,
Staring;
Numb
And worried.
I was to smile,
At this machine;
At its wide eye, knowing-
It will not smile back.
I am here,
And I'll smile,
To one that doesn't know-
Faking.
Like a white rabbit,
Lured by the lime light,
Into the wolf's den,
Behind a little black box!!
PS: Image with due regards to the artist and is not under blog owner's copy right.
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