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With ample air left
a breath bereft of breath
tries to explain the depth
But to know the unbeknownst
Is to know the unknown
Which cannot become
until the affinity of illusion
lives with the illusion of infinity

We have all been lied to
We do not need to know hate
to realize love
The great lie of man
Love does not need anything
Love just is
Like two breathless thoughts
That thought of love
Therefore it had to be
And just was

And when you see your blindness
You will awaken with your eyes
open in the darkness