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Over done unraveling
Again and again
Trying to figure out
The long line of sanity
Making the inner decoder
Hungry for more discovery
In this you continue to pace
Negotiating with currancy
A dollared sign that teaches so well
Using the seed of language
To turn you ripe with greed
Filling minds, filling bellies
Housing all of our insecurities
In this you turn to ask
What else?
What is more?
As if the work isn't enough
Hard labor that turns to gold
And we marvel at these sights
These places we see
These days we live
The accomplishments we devour
More is the thing that you build
On a long line, unraveling
That has yet to reach it's end.

~ B