A mass of humanity
A living breathing thing
Not many bodies
Simply one
Each an atom
In a larger organism
That knows nothing
Of its component
Just as most
Know nothing
Of the organism
Or in knowing, despise.
Much as they should
Destruction, degradation
A tale told in a billion voices
Mosaic of a billion faces
Entering the world
Leaving the world
Moments passing through the void
The void of being
And the absence that gives it meaning
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