Aligned,
All one in beauty and pain,
All separate in ugliness and love,
Difference is an illusion,
we are all just human.
Trying to grasp what little understanding we have,
Marveling at the world around us,
As the stars laugh at us,
Those outward and celestial watchmen,
They who stare down as men wonder what is above.
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