it's the push and shove
of the world
from door to door,
day until night
that keeps us moving.
the business of living,
the commerce
of life.
each sun
each moon a small mark
of a day gone by,
of a dollar earned
a dollar spent.
somewhere in between
there is more.
so you've heard.
Monday, June 22, 2015
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