Final Frontier ~ Philip Brent
Things that are lost may reappear
Or never show up at all, my dear
Neither rhyme nor reason suffices
Will explain our talents and vices
Despite what doctors, shrinks say
It’s all a mystery, but you will pay
Knowledge bubbles up from below
A truth we cannot possibly know
In the end, wonder what it is about
Spirit travels on, the rest is nought
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