Why not simply end the charade
And stop thinking that we will die
Eternal life is what we've prayed
There's no reason to wonder why
We all exist just for today
We can't deny, we know it's true
No tomorrow or yesterday
Forever Now is our just due
What about Space? you may ask me
For sure, we see something "out there."
All that comes from geometry
From our point to anywhere
All we behold are points of view
From one point to another
We're pointillists drawing our lives
Finding family in each other
Communicate is what we do
Filling in blanks with our discourse
Soon, you are me and I am you
Eternally bound to our source
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