Again
Someone told me there is an afterlife
Where memories you had were forgotten
No human sentiments causing a strife
Or alternating laws to be written.
Yes I declined to experience it
For this existence is more than enough
I don't want to wake up from sleep and sit
Then walk the Earth barefooted when its rough.
But I picture you might go back as well
And do things you were not permitted to
Then let me like you continue to dwell
I believe my heart can remember you.
Guarantee there is none I surely know
"Again", I say even after you go.
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