Riding these thoughts like waves...I'm here.
Am I going through life or just falling through time and managing to hit every step along the way?
The more I think the harder it is to write.
The thoughts become a whirlwind.
I lose my step.
The sand becomes swept into a vortex of endless possibilities.
I see but I am blind.
I hear but I am deaf.
I touch but I cannot feel.
I am alive but I am not here.
Distance becomes reality as I exist.
Time flows.
The age unwinds as planets spiral around stars spinning.
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