A sharing of blood between us

A sharing of cells and skin and breath

A likeness in each one of us

To each one of us

We spread like oil in water

But still end up in clumps


We are all seeking something

Even if it’s just another day

Exactly like this one


We don’t want to be beautiful

As much as treasured

We don’t want to be bold

As much as heard


We don’t need to feel free

To live

But freedom

Is one of the great things to live for


And love

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