This equality of the sun
This freedom of the air
This sisterhood of the trees
Why can't we have that too
Why can't we be more like water
And read what the gods have written
In mists and rain and dew
How can we have good things
And not want to be
Good ourselves or at least
Better than our machines
I think it's simply because
We still believe in death
Are still convinced it's true
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