Being Beings

We are beings
(whatever that may be)
being alive, uttering, inhaling and exhales

We are beings
our touches are soft
leaving imprints of our colours
on the dullness of our
human skins

We are beings
being
existing
surviving
vulnerable and scarred and
beautiful naked souls
hearts and blood pounding as
one.

We are beings and let not others
shift the simplicity of our being.
For we are complex, for we are layered
In forms we know not of

We are beings
simply being

We are beings
simply, tenderly being.

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