Poor them.
Unnecessarily belittling their senses.
Show them some mercy.
For them, their peace comes
through disjunction,
just like a loss of life,
to part a body from soul.
Their fate is more eventful than their lives.
Give them a break,
Their bodies are like needlecords,
Just don't disregard them.
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