I have a voice— 
Or am I a voice?
Or is the soul the voice
That controls it all?

Sends it all crashing
Or soaring, as you please,
Am I me— with
Or without the body?
Is it all just comedy?

The lie that we have one life,
Or is it true—
We live in spirit
And get chosen impromptu
Mind with nothing in it,
Everything brand new.

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