From the exertions of life,
Stemming from the love you share for others,
And also those you like,
And hate, for they all demand,
Movements you would never make,
If left to yourself on a desert island,
For goodness sake.
But you would never want to live that way,
Away from interaction.
It's been done before and all we learn,
Is that we are social animals,
Which is alright,
If only we could be,
Loving also, but it's not the case.
We're addicted to controversy.
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