You are the inner child of all of creation.
You are the spark, the light, the reason.
You are the heartbeat. You are the rhythm.
My sadness for the lack of you will dissipate in your wake.
You are a happy accident, a sad miracle
You are not supposed to make sense
Attached to everything and anchored to nothing
If no you then no me
You are experience. You are perception.
You are short-lived.
You are plans and laughs and cries.
You brought two others. You left a ripple.
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