U hav seen what we hav not seen, felt what we havnt, i
t is beautiful and logical, and now it
is facing me and speaking, it
mirrors what i too want to see, what i feel, w
hich always remains that uncracked enigma
among us, how what in childhood we
loved and died, how God spoke and ceased,
and how then we have embraced the irrationa
l, more beautiful, free and yet so painful, all over again
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