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If I stoppedand rising
falling
in and
out
became a
memory
and eyes
flutter
shut,
and limply
I lay
fingers lose
dexterous
and
ears their
passion,
and suddenly I
stopped
and the soul
decayed,
would I not
be the same,
as if nothing
was
different?
This won't change a thing for you.