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The Final Call
The Final Call
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Long ago it all began
the senses invoked on the skin
that breaths ensued were meant to enlighten
all that meets the eye is real
the rest that doesn't is our truth
Every theory has a contradiction
Every contradiction commences another theory
Some we believe in,
some we want to believe in
And some never hustle to its end.
Today is one such day
marking the end of a notion
and the birth of another
the soul sembles to be captured in
an essence so alien, so gentle
sways with no effort of its own
signaling complete submission
in the ode to salvation
I float amidst the sky and the land
the speculation I finally understand
this is the beginning of the ultimate end
Fashioned long ago
Long ago it all began.
