No cop or copette is an island
Entire of her or his-self
Each peace a piece of entertainment
A part of late in the nightly joke.
If a clod he or she be wash them in the sea
Everywhere is the more for less
Far better for the less they be
For their violence against our own
Against my friends that once breathed
Every death diminishes them and me
For we are humankind or no?
Then ask me not to ever know
For whom the bell is tolling now
It tolls for Us just as it does for thee.

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