People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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How my soul sings into the morning,
greeting the day with great exuberance.
Almost as if I linger in a trance, hidden
in the structure of the world’s vast holes.
Through all existence, though, my eyes
offer no resistance to the image. We are
whole, hearty and healthy, able to speak
to friends or strangers. Seeking connections,
avoiding dangers as we dance through our
days, play our parts, being mean or being kind,
just existing, work and love. Coming home
from our daily push and shove, The tremor
and the shake of all our worldly give and take.
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