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there are only a few places
we go to each day
a few people we meet, we know
and when the mortal sheath
crashes and burns
only a few maggots
a few plants
that will ever benefit
and yet in our minutes,
in our small words
in our billions
we all know the sun
we are all soothed by
the dark night
we all know what is right
and what is wrong
but we have no place left
to scream it out
to agree and agree and agree
on simple everyday feeling
as fact
inside this cozy system
of walls and switches