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The Edges of Forever
A.M. by evening, day by week, Month by moon-measured month Eliding into year by sun-yearning year, Our spirits growing closer, In endearing, clear-sighted nearness, To a infinite fearlessness Of death's wearying, dreary oblivion, We celebrate the elational fate Of our lives' serendipity, Which seems to be guiding our souls Toward that ethereal place Where time blends into endless space, And every second by minute By hourly morning and night, Every lying down together And every waking up, We embrace and we kiss, In the same naked jubilation, Whispering how grateful we are, To the wishing-stars, For having transported us so far, Toward the edges of forever.
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