Can we miss what has never been possessed,
or be content with having all the wealth?
Is love a lie to which we must confess?
Can we be inspired by inspiration itself?

Can we mourn what has not yet come to die,
or leave before we have even arrived?
Can we be proud enough to save our pride?
Of what’s not known, can we be deprived?


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