Just One

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You own my soul and too, my heart,

To the end of time, right from the start,

But my dearest one, there is no end,

For we know a circle has no bend.

Linear we know, does not exist.

To “port” and “starboard”, there is no list,

For we flow and glide on circles gold,

On levels high to have and hold,

As spirals slow and turn and twist.

All our life paths are never missed.

We love and learn and live again.

‘Tis in between we feel the pain,

But round the bend doth rise a sun

Revealing us once more as one.






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