Who are we?
The sun and the moon,
Crossing paths day by day.
Never asking for pay.
While we give nothing to others
Expecting the world in return.
Loving where we were,
While hating who we've become but,
Never taking a chance to change our future.
We consider ourselves humane.
But,
Are we even human at all?
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