Human Existence
Humans are things of beauty
Each of us can simeand radiate
We can be brighter than a supernova
We can become luminous
Humans are things of digust
Each of us can be like a night without a moon
We can turn into monsters of hatred
We can be like the black, cold void of space
Humans are things of God
Each of us have the ability to love
We are intelligence
We are creativity
Humans are things of the Devil
Each of us can shatter life
We are destruction
We are fear
This is why we are amazing
We are neither God nor the Devil
yet, we encompass all that they are
We choose to express whatever parts we desire to
That is why we are free will
That is why free will must never be
taken away because if that happens,
will we be entirely human?
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