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death is to cease to be seen

death is to cease to be seen

on the outside

not an end, not a beginning

it’s the perpetual push of a wind

that having passed by

will be felt no more

we live in infinity

way beyond ourselves

where the wind and it’s push

goes on goes on

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May 5, 2012
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