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If death is natures answer to all things
then why don't I recognize it?

Life spins away with time
moving through an invisible shadow.

My skin has shrunk inside my body.
Memories of my father's memorial grave
have buried my heart.

When I think about the meaning behind human desire
I consider those who place importance on wealth.
To me it seems as though it is likened to a fog
which is capable of encasing the human mind.

I shall not go about in haste.
I will cherish that what is in all beings.
Clear light shines when I am selfless.
My heart is free.

I am going home again.


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