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A poem of life
ARE WE NOT?
Born the same
Allowed to change the game
Develop our own frame
Not a one can bend or tameARE WE NOT?
In control of what will be
In charge of our own destiny
Allowed to change and move
Not a one can change our grooveARE WE NOT?
Allowed to seek and catch
Find our love and match
Reach out as far and snatch
Not a one may lock the latchARE WE NOT?
Placed in the same cold hard ground
Never knowing where we are bound
Marked in stone forever to be found
Not a one shall claim our crown.
(A poem from the Wolrad collection #135)
