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Ever Upward

Our lives are so received Subject to a memory The edifice of person. Spirit of minds eventual uniting Within the endless bounds of time Eternities of sighs and disbeliefs. Containment of desires Eluded by weighted patience Held to earthen legacies.

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The Door

The roof stands above us, the walls stand beside. The Door stands before us; looking out and in. Hear the knock of sins within. Some one does have the key. Who we are and what becomes are housed in disbelief.

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