A part of this?
A part of me.
I stood
Embarked
In commerce
With your vision
And art
It took me by surprise,
From my toil,
But in no more
Was it foreign to me
Than the making
Of my labour
I saw a bond in living
Where no culture or role-play
But for the love in human suffering
Could separate life
from art
And art
From all human life
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