I wonder what I was
Before I was myself;
I wonder if God does
Have high, up on some shelf,
A bottle labeled "me"
A bottle labeled "you"
To pour conveniently
Into a fleshly stew
And simmer 'til they're done
Distilled and concentrated
So each of us is one
And each one has been mated.
I cannot tell; but I
Still wonder by and by.
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