The Sage Contends For The Bond Of Friendship

it is addressed thusly:
A thought.
it reads:
Why do we come here, you and I?
Is it the color of clouds in the arching sky?
Is the wall too tall for us to climb just alone?
Is it just our thirst to learn of the unknown?
Do we each come only as it pleases our mind?
Did we come to fight and just draw our line?
Do we share the same tastes, is that really all?
Are we just cast off from the great and small?
Perhaps we come for but our selfly greed,
Or perhaps,
We admit --
That each other we need.

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