Alone
we’re born alone and die alone
these two coordinates are fixed
betwixt these points, few souls heart hone
the rest in trance remain transfixed
what comes and goes is unreal
yet we trauma bond with desire
why does light before darkness kneel
save God’s light, what’s there to aspire
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