How on earth can it be
That the essence of Man
Is confined by the limits
Of time and space?
No, never!
When Temptations
Turn up the heat
To a million degrees,
If there were no infinite self,
It would be clear
That there's no one left
To be tempted by passions
Not divine.
MyKoul
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