but I can tell you that mountains are still real
that spanning not too far all along one side of me
the ocean is crashing and crashing on itself
onto the land, trying to get here
...
i can't say how long you'll live and where you'll next move
but i can tell you the stars will be there
whether or not they have names
the sun will burn
filling the day with warm hues
warming the pelts of many animals
the many many sensual world
will blink all around you
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