People

October 24, 2017

People.

Humans.

Individuals.

These words are synonymous to us all yet we don't see it in each other.

We carry our own motives and use others as a means.

We fight, steal, wage war.

What is the difference between us and them?

All cut from the same cloth yet we struggle to sympathize.

Like animals fighting for survival.

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