We made a pact, you and me

That we would share our destiny

Churning experience into genetic fates

We carved into existence evolutionary traits

Paths diverged, as they often do

But solely one way back home holds true

You feel it in your bones, as the blood flows

The body remembers more than what the mind knows

Then why the pretence of individuality, the lonely island of ‘I’?

When the land submerges, it’s together we die

Or perhaps not. I heard you like to bet.

I made my pact with many, I knew you would forget.

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