One and the same.
Mapicc is to Spoke as life is to death.
As the earth is to the moon.
As sight is to beauty.
As nature is to dirt.
As a fire is to cold hands.
As the rain is to the tides.
As the atmosphere is to the wind.
As a player is to a dev.
As a choir is to a conductor.
As light is to dark.
Neither can exist without the other.
To separate them would be a death sentence.
Their molecules, their souls, their love
So incredibly intertwined neither heaven
Nor hell could untangle them.
They need each other, desperate, clingy,
Like the moment one of them lets go,
The other will fall to the void below.
Two souls destined together for eternity,
For where one goes, the other follows.
Spoke is to Mapicc as life is to death.
Their love is a limitless thing,
For they are to each other
As the Universe is to Love.
