Sunday, March 12, 2017

Circles

I walked
I ran
I fell
I traversed

I felt
I touched
I saw
I discovered

There was no signal
A point
Missing
An execution

Purposeless
Devoid
A thing
Not known

Where i stood
And where i ment to be
A place
Near and far

Aligned
Were the dots
And i was balancing
In between

Starting and ending
Stranded
In a motion
That never changed

Suspended
In the lines
Of my own
Choices

I was, am, will be
Or not.
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