Realization

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A dog, a bone, yet the dog is undeserving and the bone is unreachable.

A child, a teen; Both in need, yet only one favored.

The rich drink their tea, while the poor yearn for clean water.


I lay in bed, putting together thoughts unspeakable.

The world is full of plague, nothing can be savored.

With much greed and desire, it's a blessing to be watched over.

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