Bring me a table, I'll bring family
Take away my food, I will take away my hunger
Give them your very best, they will expect nothing less
Wash away the dirt, dirt will cover your imperfection
Carry yourself to the heights of dreams, so may fall to the depths of new wonders
What is the curiosity with patterns?
Where does understanding become undesirable?
How can contradictions create coexistence?
Why should one be enough? Or two? Or one hundred?
When shall we see the answers we already believe come true?
From the earth to sun, the sun to the furthermost point of galaxy,
The space of time and distance coincide to amount to one measure.
Yet here we sit gaze and sattle, the stars as witness and testiment
Should we see the ends of time with our eyes, we can tell our future
Shall we feel the distance of the universe, we will know true loneliness
Yet here we are beside each other, hand in hand, silent ...
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