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Hope for the Humans

I'm listening

to everything you say.

And I'm paying attention

to how you've changed every day.

And I'm wondering

what it is that makes you,

you.

But I'm curious...

what's your name?

 

When feelings of control

creep into our lives, so bitter,

poisoning the mind and the soul...but

I don't need to know

where you've been nor where you're going

only where you are

right now,

right now,

right now...

right...right...

Now!

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