The greatest joy is sensing You call me,
From falsehood's grasp to your truest embrace,
And reminding me of my essence true.
I'd sing and dance, spinning round, truth is found,
Like never before, with refound ecstasy.
For I see I'll never be dead, I won't
Vanish with my last breath, the living soul,
From You, in You, by You, for You, I live,
You'll never bid farewell, forever friends,
For I'll love truth even in the Afterlife.
MyKoul
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