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To become..
To begin to be..someone
some body, something finite
Is the end.
An identity confining infinity
...
Where were you before you became?
When did you begin to be?
You were always here, but unaware..
Lying Innocence
in the field of Ignorance
Lead astray
by the burning hand of desire,
to quench its insatiable thirst
Wandered..
were devoured, by its flame
Stumbled,
and fell
into the well of Awareness
And were no longer
Ignorant of your Innocence
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