The hauntings of an unlived life -
There is no death here.
No way.
It's not possible to die here, Amen, because there was no living at the start -
Unless you count a thought to be a life.
And if that is the case we might have over a thousand deaths on our hands.
LIKE RAIN THEN, life would seem, like a dream, if death is a dream,
falling, falling.
My dreams are DROPLETS on the grass - they vanish in the morning.
If you measure life in a single day,
as it is with a fly, and like it is with the mist,
the water may as well never have been - the grass is dry.
I close my eyes and I see birds and I see flowers,
I open my eyes and I see nothing;
But in my ears the birds still sing,
In a dream that has never been.
My hopes are out there on see-through wings,
Lost among many strange things,
Until I close my eyes
Until I close my eyes
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