Millions of thundering jostles,
Billions of raindrops,
Trillions of sand grains.
Pains and sorrows of thousands,
Most of them are unheard and unfelt.
Social or savage bondage?
Concentric complexity under compulsion.
Abstraction of beasts!
Solemn vow too often vexing,
Alone among many,
Alone among joy and woe,
Success and failure.
Beasts are alone, most often.
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