I am myself, yet without a name,
a ripple in water, a spark in flame.
Where the self fades, simplicity grows,
all life equal, as the river flows.
The world unravels its endless chain.
a stone, a tree, the same ordained.
Each has a place, a moment, a role,
unbound by time, a shared whole.
Beauty fades, and flesh turns to bone,
yet the...
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