The ego will kill to find ways
Towards a single inhale
Of a fragile mind and soul
Will murder to grow and thrive
Beneath the microscope
Of society's harsh eye
Will pant and squirm in between
The determining words of God
Its only words repeated
I am greater, I am the greatest
And yet a speck of dry dust
Holds more weight in the planes
Of this soft reality
In which a single Union
Swallows ego's feeble breath.
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