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Jun 2017
To die
is to live again;
In another body
In another life.

To wake up
is to live in a dream;
In another place
In another time.

To swim
is to be drowned
In a dark sea
In a dark night.

To love
is to be heard;
In the mind
In the heart.
To be myself
is a question
In unspoken words
In reflected hues.
Classic Montage
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Classic Montage
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