All the ways death finds to deceive us
The sun penetrates and unravels
Every year there's a little more
Light in space though at times
We can hardly perceive it
A new kind of light that
Can't by nature be stopped
It is starting to come into our bodies
When we cross over into
Earth's night where
Physical things seem so real
So when we leave there's
Inevitably more a tiny
Illumination that is added
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