That when your ship comes into shore
After life there's only death forever more?
Any truth we can conceive
Is just the surface of it's source
For every mind a frame of reference there is born
Is it so hard to believe That when your ship comes into shore After life there's only death forever more? Any truth we can conceive Is just the surface of it's source For every mind a frame of reference there is born Explain Request ×
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