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People roam our Earth
Each one constantly changing,
Through life, ‘til death
From birth

Lives touched
By people, by fate
The hands of others reaching for you
Clawing, thrashing, scratching
But only reaching the surface

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Different minds
With one common trait
Insanity
Incurable, insanity

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And yet
6,316 gone each hour
Taken by death
Stolen by God

And God,
2,200,000,000
Followers
Guided blindly,
Mindless
So many people!
My own life?
Touched by few,
Threatened by some,
Treasured by none.

Touched, not deeply
My skin is well known,
My soul, a stranger.

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And yet,
How many lives
Will I touch?