You are not your problem
And you are not mine
You are not what you miss
You are not the emptiness
Or the fullness
Inside or outside
Of what you think or feel
You are Not there and then
Your are not your past
Your are not your future
You are not what you want
You are not who you want
You are not how you want it
You are not the question
You are the will that answers
You are the touch that forms
You are the song that echoes
You are the undying spirit
In a world of mortal fear.
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