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Today I felt Do you believe Today it was a day to grieve For all the sky Died with the sun Just as the sky Has always done Today I felt It was a moment Lost within another's shade Yet it was there Though hardly rent Before began to fade And I could see The intricate complexities Of one who stood before me Glancing back into the fraction of a moment For when these eyes connected in my own All I could see Was but a mirror of myself Reflecting back at me A thousand times Today I felt Can you but see The endless skies of souls I see in silver glint, glaring at me Within my eye The shell of my humanity, the soul that lies and would be free From all that it has been and yet will be How can I dare to need the self I see before me here How can I hope to be the shadow of my own reflection Who would not fear to tread the hollow ground? A heart beats with the sound of empty drums; is it my own? Today I felt Or was it really me Who knew the glory of existence That dead dawn of waking from the wooden clamor of the past Into the straw-stuffed shell of all that real men know as real Was it really I who dreamed that it was I who felt the need To know the light as it fell from the fading stars into my soul? Before me lies all that I see Within the eyes' reflection cast into oblivion A thousand times today I felt
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