Drip to drip she falls to his feet,
He’s always been there to see both ends meet,
A cycle that’s been since time began,
Every point of the circle is where it begins and ends,
Now she’s lying as a pool at his feet,
Where she began,
Where she ends,
Infinity,
Where both ends meet.
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