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The sun must dip under the horizon
like ducking under a gantry,
breaking its way into a secured compound
where the secret to all that makes up
can be found,
or perhaps,
where every past love has gone to die
a slow burning
as they grind their knees to dust
on the cold uncaring linoleum floor
of an unnamed factory
pumping out name after name
for some unspecified purpose

many things now exist
without purpose or meaning
just stationary in their spotlights on
the stage of some higher power
as they sit around waiting
for the light to beam them up
or slowly cook them alive

I am one of those things
I am determined to be meaningless
I do not need a Wikipedia page
although it might be nice
nobody needs a Wikipedia page
just like nobody truly needs
a suitcase full of twenty billion dollars
how large a suitcase I don’t know
possibly the size of 3000 olympic-sized swimming pools

I don’t need anything
I mean I am alive
I have a roof over my head
and a love all to myself
I am fed and clothed and warm
I can enter a store
and not have shifty eyes follow me
but the entirety of human civilisation
is built to emphasise and sharpen
that pang of want
to keep the gears turning
blood sweat tears as lubricant
for foreplay
for the foreman to keep the machine going
again, for some unnamed boss
who earns more than everyone else
without having lifted a finger
and you will have people
throw themselves onto
the railroad spike of progress
if only to say

there is nothing wrong with anything ever

Freewriting Explanation: Every day, Valen shall use 5 minutes to write completely unprompted and uninterrupted, letting the words lead the way. There is no end purpose to each piece, but rather, the pieces are allowed to develop naturally in their own way. The pieces are then uploaded without edits.

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