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touch is the main thing / that makes us something better / than a savage beast

when it all falls down / and nothing is left to save / remember her smile

ice in veins, blue blood / blood boils during eruption / new land formed from ash

from top of mountain / to bottom of deepest sea / love persists throughout

you can measure a / relationship in only / four letter words used

the gift of life is / often thought in terms of birth / not the life itself

past the furthest wave / beyond the horizon’s edge / are my thoughts on life

a purpose exists / to be fulfilled once realized / activate to end

many thoughts empty / into a clarity pond / not a fish in sight

the outside person / is rarely a clear picture / of the life within