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How misguided And mistaken Of me To impute my 'I' On bits of Other people's Bodies The fate Of these bits of bone And flesh Is that they will be Enmeshed with And buried in The bigger body Of Mother Earth Of course This me The mistaken me The one that we see Will dissolve And disappear Forever But what about Actual 'Me' The me we cannot see Where will 'I' be After 'I' die Windermere Feb 6  2016
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Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 6:24 AM UTC
Misguided And Mistaken
How misguided And mistaken Of me To impute my 'I' On bits of Other people's Bodies The fate Of these bits of bone And flesh Is that they will be Enmeshed with And buried in The bigger body Of Mother Earth Of course This me The mistaken me The one that we see Will dissolve And disappear Forever But what about Actual 'Me' The me we cannot see Where will 'I' be After 'I' die Windermere Feb 6  2016
sean-hunt
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Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 6:24 AM UTC
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