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It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
What can be swallowed, but can swallow you?
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of itΝΎ But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all.
I will disappear every time you say my name.