Ain’t No Sunshine

We are strange bedfellows

We will sleep with each other

And by the morning hate each other

We live in a crowded room

But we still think there’s still not enough room

So we devise ways to push or pick each other off

I go

Or ego

Who’s life is bigger

Or in some cases the smallest

Solidarity is few and far between

No matter who has the keys

Someone will be locked out

My question to you  is

If you don’t stand

Who will be left to climb the mountain

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