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Sufi Style<BR><BR>
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<a href='archives.php?PHPSESSID=f22cb228a5862e734a881386b2d36c5d'>archives</a><BR>i can't quite remember when it began
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but the ending
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that seems much more lucid
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and in between
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well that's just one abstraction
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after another
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i gather it might be easier
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if i could bring myself to believe
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in heaven and god above
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if i truly felt in my heart
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that some greater being
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had complete dominion
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over some mystical aura
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that inhabits my body
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waiting to be plucked away
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and leave behind it a
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stiff and whitened cavity
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or perhaps lack of contemplation
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would do just as well
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ignorance is bliss
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no one ever doubted that
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but both seem equally unappealing
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in their simplicity
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maybe it's because
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i somehow think i can win
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that i can crack the code
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of existence
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or maybe i am afraid to accept
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that this game may be
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an inevitable loss
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i suppose i won't ever know
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i suppose it is that lack of control
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that taste of life
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and impending banishment
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that keeps me tossing amongst sheets
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awake at three a.m.
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in a panic over our one true destiny
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the return to nothingness.
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