And so I figure halfway done
this poem makes the mark
I'm glad you're here
Life's more severe alone
and in the dark
But somehow I can feel your eyes
through space and time and thought
It's hyper-real
and unconceiled,
but overlooked a lot.
I'm talking 'bout connectedness
that gives all those who think
an super-edge when even death
cannot dissolve our link
with all the lessons of the past
and every big mistake
that's written in the history books
and thus we're free to make
the inferences we must
so we can get along
with all the earth's inhabitants
without committing wrong.
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