Past the Mind

Do you believe in life ?
It's calling your name
That persistent ringing in your ears
Makes you feel the shame

Everything else is growing
They hide the truth
Live breathe die
My reality fades from existence

Touch the wildflower in the field
Nothing.
Hold hands with the ghosts
Nothing.

Past the mind
Past the belief of what is
Is it?
Can't say it matters

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