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The Final Act

Is consciousness different than having a soul,
reflection unhallowed-eternity trolled

Does the magic within us begin and then end,
finite conscription-one lifetime to spend

And if unrelated, then what lies between
what we feel and we ponder-perchance then to dream

Till that final unveiling where death at last shows
the truth of the matter-that nobody knows

(Villanova University: October, 2020)


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