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The end of poetry
Somethings are beyond words
description of any kind
mysteries of mysteries
colours to the blind
somethings are beyond limits
far beyond the known
beyond physics beyond spirits
beyond light or darkness glow
... somethings are beyond painting
beyond the touched or seen
beyond our mere perception
beyond what can be dreamed
somethings are beyond forever
beyond eternity life or death
love beyond infinity
beyond emotion or thought
beyond all our senses
somethings are what they are
beyond emptiness beyond absence
beyond the void of space
and regardless of what we
learn and accumulate
somethings will always be so
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