Humanism
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Last published Thu, May 10, 2018
Does that smile?
Or that ability to walk a mile?
Makes us a human
Does that dark soul?
Or duplicate roles?
Makes us Human
Does that cry?
Or the tendency to pry?
Makes us Human
Does that taste of Death?
Or to understand things at Depth?
Makes us Human
A poetry book about the creature too busy to call themselves the mortal being, the Humans.
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