Ultimately, it’s the fear of death we are masking.
Imagine for an instant
Life without you in it
Tell me, from there, do you still care
About the dreams and schemes and political memes,
Let us be new
Let us renew
again and again, like new lovers do
A spiral of swirling intimacy
Maybe when I came here, God and I were already one!!
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