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
That
And love
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