JG Collins
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CATEGORY
just different
Some say
we’re born,
we live,
then die.
That’s it.
One grasp
at the
brass
ring.
Therefore,
do whatever
it takes to
come out
on top.
Step on,
step over
do whatever
to win.
Why not!
The ones
with the most
toys in
the end
win!
I
wonder.
Small thinking,
limited.
Is reality
really so
simple.
Is it
all so
selfish.
Does
humanity have
the gravitas to
know such
things.
Kama,
could reality
be more
nuanced.
Probably so.
Children
of the void
are we.
Much to
learn.
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