but it counted for something,
and that was all that mattered
and that was all that mattered
to souls indebted to world's
insatiable ingratitude
what we had was indefinable
yet we loved it that way,
for to find meaning to something
leads down a convoluted path
of unwanted discoveries
what we had wasn't much
but we were accustomed just
getting by,
oblivious to the world's ever inviting
smile of greed
and its charms would beguile us
and suddenly, we weren't enough for
each other
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