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Jul 19, 2007 07:55

"Excess"

Filled with excess,
We die with excess.

Never realizing.
Always dreaming.

Try out the wings of a butterfly,
And see how easily they tear.

Try out the life of an orphan,
And see how easily your soul empties.

God gave us so much,
Yet we take all that we can see.

We take and we waste,
Against the course of nature.

Not knowing the deep damage
We’ve done to ourselves.

poetry

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