Obsolete

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The moment light grazed upon skin
we dream to glare bright and hefty
Burning a hole through the has-been
scarring earth, hoping to, blithely

A never-ending competition
being chased by time and greed
Our brutal race out of oblivion,
poorly led by false creed

Soon lines start to buffer
boundaries begin to blur
The reason behind actions is not clear
Previous motivations are obsolete
as your reasoning and rationality become explicit

Sweat and sacrifice reap no gold
shiny enough for you to feel whole
It's time to put down the shovel and reevaluate the map
Put a hold on making a dent and address the throbbing gap

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