we are two worlds, and yet we exist,
to touch to kiss to make it happen,
only seperated by time and space,
what the master has concluded.
the empty thoughts of those left by,
come wondering why they are they do,
the master offers up a chance,
to see them all to do their dance,
and limiting on in freedom,
forgetting the old past
the present lost,
anger driving home
concluding for another day
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