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Humane

Dig only until your fingers can reach, don't fall face down into the ground, you're not soil yet Extend your hands only until warmth is still home, don't deplete yourself of what you give, even stars die a cold death Build your fences only until their faces are friends' don't reach for the sun, you'll only burn yourself Sing to the gods only until your voice is air don't meddle with hands religion isn't only yours to reclaim Guard your walls only until the soldiers are rivals don't stick your guns at every gate not all neighbors are villains Count the waves only until the sea waves back don't wait for the sun to sink your boat is holed of your own feet Rush back home on more than weekends don't fit love into tight routines, time doesn't entertain belated guests Love until your bones are soil don't worry about bills and gods humane is the best you can.

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