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We are all tangled, bound unto a Knot,

Maybe birth’s a Choice, or it could be

Not. Perhaps I don’t remember, or

maybe then I Do, recall that I am

Here, just so I’d meet You.

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Time is an illusion, I heard a wise Man tell,

But I found that Alarming, kind of like

a Bell. Memory’s an Echo, resounding

from the Core, an Act we play together

Now and forevermore.

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My name is Always changing, None will ever Last,

A state of Mind arranging, Affection from the Past

and as We turn the Future, We let our mirror

Shine our picture on the pavement,

as the Planets dance aligned.

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The Heart of all Creation, unfolds the Cosmos still,

We shall return to dust, and thus turn into Will,

and So the Cycle ends, Beginning fresh and

New: and so our sandy Castle,

becomes the Ocean blue.

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