Here is my addition, alto. (Thanks for the shout out!)

…so we tell, we tell our story.

And in doing so

we bare our

communal soul.

And once told,

the words are

no longer ours

They belong to

everyone

who reads them.

And their stories

mingle

with the

massive organism

called

humanity.

And it

morphs

and

mutates

into something else

entirely.

(I couldn’t figure out how to make the big italics.)