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
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