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My spleen is the same as your spleen.
My heart is like your heart.
My birth was the same as your birth.
Then as we grew we divided.

Division making you and me,
Then groups dividing.

When I am not sure I get
To join with some other group.
When I am really fearful,
I can go to war.

There I find the meaning,
That escapes me.
I think it is like taking a trip
To meaning.

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