We walk down the road and the streetlights pop
It feels like our glow is turning them off
The cycle of our spirit - its ebb and flow
Time speeds up to frenzied crescendo
Fear gives way to acceptance and faith
Realizing the soul is eternally safe
Able to see clearly - all that remains
No longer fooled by internal games
Our true future - impossible to guess
It has never once been imagined yet!
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