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- Say!
Insecurities rising,
jealousy over what we are not
and sometimes wish we could be;
Does it make us bad people
or just ordinary?
Say...
When we could harm
with easy pettiness, belittle or shut down
the glorious mountain-top creature
in an attempt to feel better,
for a short while,
but worse
later,
how can we process,
how can we let it go through us
without a word spoken,
when odds are,
and with luck maybe,
we will never be anything other?

- Write!