Specialties
The Mind, they say, can live forever in eternity
Constantly it sends its copy down to someone
Does it mean that person can be another me
Or it can be you again, or it can’t be no one
But a newborn, who won’t know of the repetition
What we were, and what we are through the memory
What the mind can offer, isn’t just transmission
But some tools to recognize the special possibility
Loving souls are used to care of the specialties
Little specialties, they make the essential you
Unmistakeably we’ll see each of us in these
Specialties we used to share, when our lives seemed new.
Copyright © Gregory Colodub | Year Posted 2025
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