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Into endless beauty I will die
music to the end does keep me
to a happier realm I will fly
what there is, is mystery upon mystery

beyond the feel, the touch and sigh 
there's no throe  at all of  known misery 
I will dwell among the stars in the sky
amidst the flowers and the silent wavelets of the sea
* a world-famous cellist dedicated a piece of Schubert's  to me which inspires this poem.  It's called HEILIG (HOLY in German) a divine and hymnal piece.
It speaks of beauty in time and also life's sweet melancholy. To me the message is this---beauty conquers all and it never perishes as Keats had written.
Placating the public during
lockdown needs more than
just Netflix hence a vaccine.
But ask, why the lockdown
if the virus is just a normal
Winter flu with a different
name and number plus the
world war two marine mine
logo designed to look like a
thalidomide octopus with
deformed tentacles a science
fictional Jules Verne/Disney
genus invention stylised in a
sequential arts department
of the perception deception
section at the NWO offices
financed by you know WHO.
A sea of names
--the waterfall of praenomen

Nary just a sobriquet
this is who you are, child
or what you shall grow into

Bathe in it
take drink from its fountain
aver your lifeline and identity
to the cascading baptism

It's your birthright
Inspired by Jamadhi Verse's poem "inamorata"
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4189088/inamorata/
Fascist faction seized
power military junta
regime on D.C. streets
American dictatorship
about to be launched.
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