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once, wealthy men built
churches tall enough to brush
the heavens in vainglorious
search for prepaid self-salvation,
today the modern mammon stirs
to raise its ugly brow in search
of a profitable paradise amongst
the stars in neo-nirvana space,
the super-rich fly to panhandle
interplanetary wealth to lead
a nouveau techno-goldrush charge
disembowelling the cosmos,
serenity and enlightenment lie
in plain sight, close to home
but some search a lifetime
blindly travelling far and wide
gold and rainbows come to mind
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