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A Reply To Intact
Life span expires around 100 That final flash behind the brain dies fast — If I could choose, I’d leave this fleeting land Beside the man I love, my lifelong friend. Yet fate is cruel; now I must live on, As if the one I love has gone away, Learning how to bear the restless storm, From someone long lost in my heart’s sway. I gambled all on love, Poured my soul, loved so fiercely Only to get back zero, not just a number, But negative infinity, a reversed flow. Like a mistletoe, I cling with no sure hold, To something that might not even be real. Who knows if life comes after death? If it does — will we meet and feel? Does God see my pain and thus allow The moment when you return somehow? Once more my universe feels whole — Seeing another like you, I console, With crimson rivers running deep, Half of me — AB to keep and flow. So I live on, holding this belief, A silent vow I bury deep. Though faith I lack — no church, no creed — This soothes the demon’s wailing need. Trusting that we shall meet once more, I’ve lived as broken angels soar — With nothing left upon the board, Still blessed we met, and hope to see You set us free Once again intact.
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