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Can souls be linked together?

Can dreams be shared by two?

Answeres whispered with an ankh.

Life is like a simile.



Have you been to my home?

By fields of asphodel and clover?

It exists in the purest place.

There love always and never.



The centre rung is not alone

Two anks held in suspension

From our eyes to fingertips

Glued by whipsers on our lips



Will I go back home again?

Will I not go blind?

I'll always know that part in me

Oh, the flour we'll find



The centre rung is not alone

Two anks held in suspension

From our eyes to fingertips

Glued by whipsers on our lips