And here we are again
Living to repeat our stories
The only way to feel alive
suffering
our confirmation
We matter only to ourselves
to our notions
Are we in motion now?
To fight over oceans
that we think we own
What we own owns us
The debt we owe we run from
We pay our debt in lifetimes
On repeat
Black gold isn’t enough
Crypto isn’t enough
Spilt blood isn’t enough
To feed the belly of the beast
What a feast we have made for ourselves!
Only to starve and marvel
At the truth
Staring back at us
With ravenous teeth
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