Is that really my reflection
What happened to that guy
My glasses need a correction
Smartphone selfies don’t lie
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Keep on keep on truckin’
Despite losing a step
Aches and pains are suckin’
But still I gotta shlep
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The world spun too many times
Now the reference is grumpy
The song in my head no longer rhymes
Everywhere I sit is lumpy
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Not the guy I resembled
Don’t recognize the face
This body is becoming unassembled
I’m disappearing without a trace
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I can’t tell gadgets from widgets
AI has stolen my IQ
Lost in cyberspace digits
Is any of this true
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