A human being is a part of a whole, called by us "Universe," a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest -- a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of person for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. . - Albert Einstein

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there's a boy next to a bicycle

standing in the fresh cut grass

of a small front lawn in a small

suburb of identical houses and lawns

his eyes are the color of diamond refracted 

in the sun, underneath his hard exterior, 

he is terrified, alone, afraid he'll always be alone, 

not knowing where or who to go for help