afterthoughts
so magnificent
those rare beings that shape us
and then go away
i stop to wonder
what is this thing we call life
and why so fragile?
maybe the truth is
we are not meant to see through
spiritual things
nothing so sad as
presence becoming absence
in just a moment
maybe the truth is
we were never designed to
really understand
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