Archetypical Normalcy

Been learning life lessons all across the board.
And what reward do you have to reap for it?
The by-products of possession and experience
as archaic remnants of your life from someone’s death?
Empathizers empathize empathy between them.
Sympathizers sympathize sympathy to sigh in.
Wouldn’t a little love suffice?
Except only when you need more than that?
And is it you don’t want ideologically
but you need archetypically?
Archetypical normalcy?
Some semblance of belonging?
Someone’s eyes to gaze into
where you know they’ll hug you back
because they’re not a photograph?

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