The Hand Extended Before My Face
The hand extended before my face, was empty and nothing in it,
Iit was not a beggar's hand I embraced, but the friendship
From a kindred spirit. For in the ocean of humanity
We are common grains of salt, and this is our eternity
The promise of galactic dust in our veins, this our fault
In the great sea, all the boundaries is made from only salt.
And I looking deep into the emptiness of that hand
Saw the universe in it, saw all kingdoms rise and fall
Saw my reflection and recognized I am you in spirit
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