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Something Beyond Ourselves

I pity the folks

That haven't


For they

Know not

What they can


They do not know what they are

Capable of


And trauma

Are needed

In order to transcend ourselves

Into something

Beyond ourselves

Peace is comfortable

And we do not change and grow

In soil full of

Pleasure and comfort

So suffer bravely

When it comes to greet you

And use it

To chisel yourself

Into a sustainable

Piece of art


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