Inside it is warm
There is no real harm
Where this hell, frozen over, may take me
It is beautiful...and it is nasty
I can be there with you, alone
And we could both be gone
We can't hold onto anything, especially our fears
Of our true selves, and of our own hot tears
Be still, and know, I am God... the mantra for us all
It's not for a hypocrite like me to be apalled
It's only linguistics...a symbol of our own divine creation
We are each our own God, to have intimate relations
Some days I feel like a crushed bug on the run
The next, I may feel like the singing, rays of the Sun
But it all comes from this nowhere-point within
That all of this existing illusion begins
No complex rhyme scheme or format can contain
The wilderness of love, that's found me insane
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