a bogus of the social mind
one thing looks like another
has the features of its mother
keeping tabs of items,
of so many
easier to set into
sets and families
groupings and clans,
cans and cant's
defining tells how,
one is like another
similar to the father
calling it symmetry
for convenience
alike but different,
individual so to speak
an identity,
not identifying
with the world of symmetry
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