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May 2021
Where do I end and where do you begin?
And how do I define the space in-between?
I breathe out and you breathe in..
yet we still believe we are separate beings
Does our thoughts just stay here?
Or does it go out and create our reality
If so, then we are responsible for our own destiny.
In our everlasting search for meaning -
For truth, reason and understanding;
I look into your eyes; and you look into mine
And who do we see, but only the Divine
Written by
Corna Badenhorst
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   Bogdan Dragos and Safana
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