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Above buildings,
Above planes,
About birds,
Above us all
Are the cosmos.
The cosmos may
Be endless nothingness
But a beautiful nothingness.
Such beauty can inspire hope
As humans. We can get things ourselves.
We have thumbs
I aspire to be a veteranarian.
I can accomplish this goal on my own
...But what about those who are helpless
Like newborn babies
There’s a faded, torn pictureMy grandma lovingly tapedOf the day she stood in front of old AbeAnd with thousands of othersCheered for a dreamA dream full of hopeThat we wouldn’t see
This poem does contain footnotes on the bottom that may be used for clarification since there are many obscure references.
