One

(From the looks of the print and the paper, this poem was printed on my Brother word processor, which means that this was probably written somewhere between 1994 – 1998.)

How different the world is,

seeing it from another view.

How subtle the earth would be,

If know to watch it’s feet.

Poor Earth.

Poor Earth.

When is it time for all to be…

One?

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