Muse: I am hu-man

I was not carved from stone

I am not a sculpture

Or painting of any kind

I live in a civilized culture

I eat much food

And live in a town

I dream of the woods

I dance when no one is watching

And I may be different from you

I may see things differently

Most times I am kind, sometimes rude

I may be your friend or your enemy

But I am human just as you


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