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Life-and-death are intertwined

They're really both the same

One speaks to new beginnings

While the other ends the game

Neither one is perfect

Without its other half

So they give-and-take

They spin and turn

For all that they can grab

While the two appear as opposites

It's their union creates the flux

That makes us strive for living

Like we'll never have enough

Life's a state of constant séance

Calling spirits to the fore'

Our life blood is our breathing

Which makes the spirit long for more