Theory
You know how fast you are?
Fast as a lightning bolt.
Every so the Speed Force.
You know how slow you are?
Slow as a lightning bolt.
Every so the Speed Force.
Where are you?
When are you?
I see you
In my dream;
I see you
In my mind;
I see you
But I see not.
How close yet so far
As I raise this glass to you
So imaginary if I breathe
You are you
But you are them
And they are you.
A theory so weary
I don’t recognize or cantonize.
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