Without caring
I'm absent emotion
Without passion
I'd have no devotion
Without comprehension
My knowledge won't grow
Without learning
What would I know
Without a conscience
Would wrong or right be
Without this essence
Is it still me
Without love
My soul would die
Without a soul
Then what am I
Without a purpose
Why persist
Without persistence
Why exist
Without death
I'd live eternally
But without ever
I would never be
BOEMS BY JA 471
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