Take me to the place that endures,
Bittersweet happenstance of life,
Where mind is not boggled by,
Mesmerising nymphs and angels,
Neither is the heart punctured,
By the skeletons it wore,
Take me to the place that ensures,
Absolute remembrance of people past,
Where will is not wary to confront,
Monsters and demons of then,
Neither is the soul drowned,
By warm amnion of lovers,
Take me to the place that implores,
All of me and all of you,
Where self is not deified,
For the duties that were due,
Neither is it crucified,
For the sins that it repented…
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