after all
they come as always

we are so vain as to think we die

we are so foolish to believe
that god loves us more than the others

we are so vain

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the taste of death is dear

freeing us from the terror
freeing us from lovelessness

granting us the courage

to "point the way"

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she loves me

she who is being born

in the today that forever

trembles with pure gratitude
and no shame

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see!

they appear

from the womb of the ******

as always

they come from where

we come from

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IN REALITY

THERE IS NO

"COMING AND GOING"

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only love is here

and we with eachother



and love