People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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This poem cannot heal my heart,
but this poem can patch my soul.
This poem cannot feel my pain.
This poem can help me share my feelings.
This poem cannot alter the order.
This poem can structure my daily grind.
This poem cannot remember my birth.
This poem can explore what it is to be born.
This poem cannot speak to the dead.
This poem can speak to the living about the dead.
This poem cannot share my inside thoughts.
This poem can tell you what I said.
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