Oh the moon
Wanes
Its changes seen through clouds
And in clear skies too
We must Be
For there is not a functional
Alternative
The idea of Self
Holds only in freedom
To Be
To Live
To Espouse
Ugh
The ever changing
The auto-correcting, mass-marketing algorithm that is modern life
We must mourn
We must believe
And we must build
Celebrating sovereignty
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