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Jan 2020
Some Talking Stories
Hold a face
That tells
A story
With no words.
These Talking Stories,
Some longer than others, Sum to another,
Attached somewhere
On a Self.

Everyone knows
A different
Sum of
One,
That is, all
That is, oneself.

The Self
Is a Foreign Invader
To a homeland
Guarded with
Tiny Heroes
With huge egos.

Each of them
Armed with a
Burning desire
To be.
One Ego
That all
Subsequent Selves
Participate in
Called We.
Written by
Dennis Hernandez
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