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Erosion
We seek,
forever,
the chord
that synchronizes
our tune.
Wading
through the cacophony
‘til we’re met
with harmony wet.
We patiently
peruse.
Selectively sifting
through data
to fit certain chunks
of earth,
snugly,
into our strata.
We bleed
hypotheses
onto the street,
and of all we posited
only fractions
remain,
the rest
neatly deposited
into a drain.
