As a whole I am beautiful.
To remember this is to witness the ugly, broken parts die.
As a whole people are ugly.
Individuals are beautiful.
They are living the best way they know how
Segregate the masses, know their story, put them back together
and let them fly
as co-ordinated flocks treating others unlike others
as an extension of thier own self.
When torn from outer influence we may find ourselves naked
after a while we may just find ourselves.
Organic and whole enough to re-join and help make the people beautiful again.
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