We have feelings
For that we're happy and sad
For that we're laughing and crying
For that we're loving and hurting each other
Scientifically, the most intellectual race
With the highest morality
Vice versa, being the most foolish race
Doing absurdly unwise things, corrupted by greed
Humility still waiting at the horizon's door
Waiting to be carved into flesh and soul
As most of us choose to put on a cloth called 'ego'
Forgotten how vain it is
After all, we're human...
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