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Pushing and rushing,
jostling hustling..caught up
in the mudslide motion swimming
through quicksand.
Running ever onward to
make more money sometimes
just wanna drop it all and
never return-
to this land of faceless faces,
forgotten spaces-
touch the primitive, our
returning to primeval.
Survival treading this
wordless water,
simply for survival.

© 2008  Ryan Baier