I become my surroundings as they become me. Nothing
is for ever, but like a star in the far reaches
of the galaxy memory will shine on long after i am gone,
for the future to see un till the last of me fades in to
the indiscernible tones and waves of energy scattering
through out daily life, a whisper in the wind a glint in a
eye the caw of a crow.
and in this we i will live for ever but never stop
dying
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