A claim exists in the ink.
A title waits for a clerk to nod.
Possession is a social hallucination.
A consensus of stamps and seals.
We build a cathedral of contracts to hide the dirt.
But the dirt remains.
Void is the ultimate law of thermodynamics.
A biological verdict.
The empty belly needs no signature.
The hunger is a receipt from the present.
The void of need is a structural certainty.
Ink fades.
Empty pockets are indelible.
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