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Something Beyond Ourselves

I pity the folks

That haven't


Suffered


For they

Know not

What they can


Endure


They do not know what they are


Capable of


Suffering

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


-C.H.


 
 
 

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