There's just us in this room, just us
and an ocean of potential between us
Where is it that you end and I begin
or is it that I end and you begin?
Isn't it strange that as a species
we are so intimately connected and yet
we feel so alone and do act as such?
In an ocean of potential we dance
not always joyfully that is true
but with passion do we move
and in ecstasy do we find
that we are one
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