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We keep starving while hoarding the hollow shapes of things that never once had the grace to bleed or grow.
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Yet we still mistake the digital ghost of a loaf for the nourishment of the soul.
We keep starving while hoarding the hollow shapes of things that never once had the grace to bleed or grow.
Yet we still mistake the digital ghost of a loaf for the nourishment of the soul.
We chase these cold, digital ghosts and forget the warmth of the soil beneath our feet.
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