Time has no meaning
It is but the flow of a stream
Subtle and slight
To they who are eternal
To they who are divine
Space has no meaning
It is but a fallow field
Flat and full of potential
To they who are undying
To they who are holy
Fear has no meaning
It is but a slight breeze
Felt but not perturbing
To they who are ephemeral
To they who are sublime
Death has no meaning
It is but an open door
Empty and small
To they who are infinite
To they who are sacred
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