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Ego


Why do we hold material things

So close to our hearts

That they get smothered in the loving

Why do we need to feel special

The need to be more unique than others

To have others worship what we say or do

That need comes straight from our ego’s

Because we’re not aware enough

To understand that it’s only our ego talking

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