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It seems like we all have been alienated-- 
lost on earth and barely related. If it were 
not many who have heads, arms, legs 
and faces, we would all look like we came 
from different places. 

Any place, be it here or there, any place, 
meaning anywhere. Everyone is like anyone 
else; we all feel like others, but none feel like 
ourselves. We all feel like no other, be it friend, 
sister or brother. 

But the funny thing is, we all are 
not the same. The things that are 
different are mostly our names. 
I feel you, and you feel me, but the 
thing we cannot feel is what we see. 

None feel the same, yet we think we 
do, but there's no one on this Earth 
that really feels like you. Just like we were 
born at different times, we are also born 
with different minds. 

There are some things that we feel, 
like pain when we hurt with sickness that's 
real, like a tear when it falls from the eye, 
like feeling sad when loved ones die. 

But the feeling called love is for real. 
It feels good; that's the one thing we all 
feel. Love's a feeling that is sometimes 
hard to understand, but it lives deep in 
the heart of woman and man. 

It is a different feeling from all the rest. 
It is the feeling that feels the best. We know 
it because it makes us smile, we know it 
because it lasts for a while. 

It comes when ideas bring us together, and as 
more people are added, it feels even better. 
In short, I guess what I'm trying to say is: when we 
all feel that love, we will be free that day.

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