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Shadows of what we use to be stretch along the grain of the past

But stretch as you must a shadow you will never cast 

Across the divide of this universe wide

Or risk getting caught in between the other side.

The past life slips away so quickly

Now that today feels like a memory

Grazing past the countless pictures and faces that left traces

Imprinted on the walls of intertwined laces.

All but a ghost was left

All but a shell of flesh

All for naught

All but a mere thought?

Falling away voice echoing out

Into the spiral beyond any doubt

There is no end life is just around the bend

Into the next as souls transcend.