We are so much more
than what we think
we are.
Our tears
form
the oceans and
the heart
can start
the fires.
The eyes
shine
like the stars
and our mouths
speak of
the wind,
the air,
the truth and the lie.
There's so much more
to say
but
maybe,
all humans
are a world
in their own
way.
We are
the worlds itself
walking
blinking
living.
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