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IX

He wanted to be buried into the earth,
With all of his riches and greed.

We are so caught up

In the arms race of

Prosperity,

That we are forgetful of what

Truly

Matters

In our hands.

You're still living in the
Conjecture of
Others,
That you forget to be
Thoughtful of yourself.

Do you ever wonder about how much
weighs you down
Yet how much is not yours to carry.
We are here glorifying the wrong things,
And taking the right things
For granted.

And the seventh,

Culpability, a guilt,

Iniquity, and contrition,

Shame.

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