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Perpetual

Connected continuation.

Unified twins.

“A futile life..” the voice said, “A lie..” it said.

“The heart knows…” it said.

“How do we relate?”

Now, a star.

Illuminated dust.

Now, a cry to be heard.

Now, an odyssey.

A comic tragedy,

Labelled reality.

Confusing pluralities.

Mockery of choices,

Guarding unity.

And that is what the heart knows.

Perpetual truth,

Veiled by the head.

The heart smiles knowingly.

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