There is more meaning I find in the Me of You
Than there are words in all of the pages transcribed by man

And no promise, dream or lie will ever suffice
In communicating what I cannot

The importance of your existing to me
Be it only for this short period of time

Just once in a bitter little lifetime

I shall pray for you the universe, so that you may have the stars tomorrow

As you have the stars today, I pray that you be one too
And that  you bring warmth to those around you
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I wander around endlessly, as a way to stumble upon meaning accidentally  
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I dream't of a past person, in future tense  
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Reach for the moon for if you fall you fall among the stars  
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I wonder why we wish to grow up?
How goes the world at your end?  
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When it rains, the world cries with me
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The world can burn, but it can burn on Monday

The soul plays game as navigator
and when game concludes
and our computer mind ceases
the screen turns black
but for a moment before it reboots
and moves into a new lifetime.

Mates mingle, mash, and match,
a mystery so miraculous.
A magical manifest of our
majestic and marvelous Maker.
Magnetize and magnify,
making it magnificent,
modest, meticulous,
measuring each minute's bliss.
Movies and moonlight,
moments made to memorize.
Memories that mesmerize,
meant to last a millennium.
[Lifetime]

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