It is upon the fact of birth that you and I are equals
No matter how hard we try to undermine each others' civility
We are both alive
Technique will
Differentiate
How we irrigate
The motes that confine us
Secluding the palaces we've imagined satisfy us.
We are alive.
But that is not the criteria to thrive.
A building without eyes will deprive you of sanctuary
But I won't.
And one day I'll be more than a foot soldier
I'll be
The one with the key
And you best believe
I'll give it to you.
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