bare essence
no more riches for richest no more hunger for the poor no more homeless without clothes no more fashion for those who have more money than stars in our universe what if everyone had nothing but the same job, hair and clothes same background and same race the same life events and trauma would we all then be the same? or is that which remains truly what we can call 'us'
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