No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as any manner of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind. And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. John Donne, No Man is an Island, Meditation XVII The world of human beings is an incredibly
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You were witness to the transformation; The information was an inundation. Despite the facts that seem absurd; You were there while it occurred. The logic therein cannot be denied; The affirmations that are implied. It is a gift for everyone; Now it's time to have some fun. Past, present, future, and in between; You are awake but still in a dream. A new reality you'll begin to see; We'll call it utopia for you and me. A new course I must now take; Now you have the seeds to cr
World's apart yet tied together; We share the pain and then the pleasure. Not a leash but more a tether; Bodies apart but souls forever. The imperfections and quirks we worship; Eternal love that can't be forfeit. The purpose to inspire with our wit; Mortal separation until conditions permit. Appearances differ but still the same; Differences the beast we came to tame. Singing, dancing, puzzles and fame; Truth and love these things contain. But the things outside are just a g
Thought I saw your soul one day;
But you were so far away. My eyes were closed, but now I see;
Was it you who was calling me? This is a book I cannot bind;
One which was lost but I now find. I've never felt like this before;
But are you even at the door? Should I stay or should I run?
Is this love and is it fun? Make me laugh and make me cry;
Should we wait until we die? Please, won't you be so kind?
I can't stand to lose my mind. This is all quite confusing;
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