All patterns repeat;
the difference,
like the devil,
is in the details.
This day is not
the same as the next,
but each life
might well be.
And what if,
even after all
is said and done,
we must begin again
in the beginning,
reborn as a star,
or a stone, or
a whole universe.
And what if
this is all that
anything ever was:
you, yourself, and I,
from beginning to end,
top to bottom,
inside and out,
through and through.
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