The spirit in the stone
is the same
Will he
is he falling
in its core
history
currently
in the universe
the dream
of the living
into his thing
back
The death
as bedfellow
no matter what we do
grows in
us at
Wake up
for birth
As a hero or
as a weak one
he finds us
again at
last breath
We are nothing
the soul
her body
of captivity
ajar
in our body
her All One
everything
moving
spirit Nature
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