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We Slaves of Nature

We slaves of nature cast before we’re born

Limited life and no real time to mourn

Whether monsters or those with dignity

Some find kindness, some levity

Most are given colors ecstatic earth’s mountains sky desert and the sea

We flounder some and then we cease to be.

I found love and laughter reasons to exist

Causing people’s pain to desist

I’m glad you’re here and I am happy

Too

This precious second in this great

Milieu

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