Ever fleeting

Mostly dismissing

Concurring thoughts

That mingle and dangle

at the mindset of being.

And yet,

Oh but yet.

Yet have I got to see

Such lightness of being

Fulfilling

or treading such ways.

This was a path to tread alone

And yet, how come it never came to?

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