Of repetition,
Of such that no two things are actually,
The same,
But of the same ilk,
Like the cycles of society,
The names and dates and people starving may change,
But the ratios are a dynasty.
Or like Nature, just pick a duration,
Call it an Age and then look at the patterns,
In all the other ones, you can't escape,
Our ability to observe the same turns.
And it's alright,
Whether it's in nature or it's in ourselves.
We really should try to change things this time,
If only to see that we can be helped.
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