Diane Hine - Sonnet 1: Hypothetical lyrics

If freshly cloned, with memories intact Unable hence to occupy one ground Our senses would not duplicate exact the information beaming from around. A plentitude of photons would collide (Read physics to explain precisely how) And steadily our shared thoughts would divide To render subtle change in either brow. But over time our paths may fly apart So how could we be judged by any mind Should one evolve an ever-loving heart Whilst other shrunk like bitter dried-out rind. Yet sadly I can see we must be built On necessary pangs of senseless guilt.