Silken words; actions too,
Farmed, refined and sold.
Young worth more, even flu,
The ads aren't for the old.
Scoop it out - the oil of mind -
And pile it on the track.
Shipped away, this new silk road,
Analyzed - refined - then sold.
Shitposts they make - some silk - no doubt,
Walking, talking, buy a thing.
A route, a thought, a diamond ring,
At times it's all for e-peen - clout.
But when enough is gathered up,
The weavers weave, and sell 'em out.
A product built from lives of we,
Turn around and market me... to me.
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