It is here I go

Nothing of me you could ever know

Finding pieces of our brightest

darkest soul/s

is but part part of the glimpse where, who,

how, what, when

unto us

it is here we go

depart no more

nothing of us could we ever know

yet know, know, know, know, is –

was – will all

if the glimpse is understood

Just a slight

slip of sight

Not seen

It is then – when we go

When we know

The two sides of it all.

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