Financial Debt
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By numbers we judge, by numbers we live,
The cashflow decides if we sink or swim.
Work by day, and work by night,
Till rays burst in of morning sunlight.
The body and the earth shakes
All the while the waves quake
With untangible thoughts of a body
So the sand breaks
Into grains in the mind
Stringed noodles of a hallowed concubine
