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Aug 2016
You've met a stranger that gives you new meaning
In the void of darkness, polar opposites meeting
coming together you form something new.
Igniting life in the void which you grew

But you are still dead to me.

Raging, burning, colliding, churning
Reacting to others with totally new form!
Your activities erupting, and grow while we're learning.
From the light of your existence we are born.

But you are still dead to me.

Β Β Soon you depart in violent explosion,
To a fresh, new form.
this new element: "Awareness"
being and knowing that you exist briefly,

This is the only time you are with me.
Just briefly.

And when you change form, and enter the ground you've created
And the feet that once bore you are no longer needed.
And you set out, again, on unfathomable journeys.

You're dead to me, once again.
EMPstrike
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