Where to start?the back of the book,
where I can read the end.
again and again?
the first words lost meaning
when the beginning died.
all we're left with is the end.
hanging over us like the dead man.
in the old lifeless tree.
that was once a small seed.
who cares about the beginning?
when you died in the end..
sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth
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