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Poetry: “Pointless”

Sometimes, it seems…

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Pointless

Endless slow
Of days on days
Toiling for some measly pay

Trading off
The freedom owed
For money to fill inner voids

A world we sqander
With our use
How else to turn financial wheels?

Treat eachother
So unkind
Too fast to hate, too slow to love

Selfish creatues
One and all
That all seems pointless isn’t strange

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