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by claire Jun 4, 2007 category : Life, society / about society
We share the same breathe The same tears The same bones The same fears We seperate ourselves Time Place Name Race We focus on a something tiny Like a crow zeros in On something shiny We ignore mind, spirit, soul Seeing only skin and body We're grapes on a vine Leaves on a tree Yet we think we're alone In our talents and miseries We commit suicide When we kill We are cannibals When we take What others Need still And we never stop.