An Anamnesis Of Spring √

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Hatred is easier to grasp,

Even when we try to let it go,

It takes hold again and again.

And in our searching,

It is then, that we see when

We are all connected

Growing from the same roots

Basking under the same sun

Weathering the same storm,

Is what holds us up,

There would be no need

For any more holding on.