There's a metaphor for this 
a wooden block, chopped and chipped
by the sways of life and lisp
broken by Stone and verb to become the stick 
so thin we re mistaken as straw ,
tossed in the with the stray dogs 
in a haywagon , 
spending life thinking that we re a needle
trying to squeeze life through an eye, but choking on the biblical camel

in looking for ourselves, we found a die to pu...

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