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Underneath Here there is no good or bad For nothing is black or white, But missing are shades of grey; All color is gone and hue and tint. Nothing is hard or soft, warm or cool; Loud and quiet have no place here As there are no sounds or things, And all words are meaningless. I know nothing by name By origin or destiny. I know only To breath and feel. Here is forever and nowhere, But in your arms and in your eyes-- Only you Can take me there. |
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