The Lost

We are lost.
We don’t know what we’re about,
where we’re going,
how to get there.
What is life?
Each has their own definition.
That’s not right,
not a bit. Not one ounce
of truth in each to their own.
Mass depression is the result of
that mentality.
Who needs that?
Not I, not you, not they.
We need each other, like flowers need the sun.
We are one.

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