i travel to the ends of the world and back
the eyes seem to tire of me
there is nothing left to see
no corpses to haunt
no bonds to latch onto
i know it is a silly thought
to wonder if they will free me
yet
i cannot help
it
i’ve always been greedy
mom used to call it a sin
at night
i fall asleep
again
against grass stained by dew
i hear the wolves
but i’ve long let go of fear
that is,
until day breaks
and i am born
again
again
again
not as myself
but an eye
on a body
on the world
on the ground
in the Earth
it has absorbed me
yes
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
we are born again
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