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Have you ever considered
The infinite grains of sand...
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Every minute, somewhere, a soul takes flight,
Leaving this world, vanishing from sight...
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Electric magma rises as the phoenix-
Longingly recalls the sweet words of agony...
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Hand and guitar,
concave and convex...
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The supermarket,
though filled with goods...
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I am muting life it’s muting me
Echoes bounce where no one sees...
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In the Mirror...
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All things interpret all other things—
each refracting the rest...
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Lo—
they crusade to crucify...
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In a garden of love
Where the sweet roses bloom...
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The pain upon my heart was carved
A wound I never sought or starved...
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Day is fading it softly bows
The ghostly whispers rise somehow...