You Are
Look at what we label society.
Now look at the stars.
Can you hear what they are saying?
They whisper "You don't matter."
Worry yourselves with make believe.
This play we call life.
You have no "purpose".
You are.
Why do you kill that which is different?
Have you ever spoke to wild grass?
It hears your thoughts.
They whisper "You don't matter."
Play your game children.
In the end it goes away.
You must realize.
You are.
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