Connected we all are,
On this massive sphere,
We call earth,
Relationships are futile, relationships have worth.
Some make with others ties,
To touch the skies,
To some relationship is a farce,
A lethal snake, a curse.
Some deem relationships as toys,
A means to squeeze, a source to rejoice.
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