Things
things we do with out knowing
seeing the truth but never really knowing
what are we as this world is to the sun
why are we hear as to see the sun
i am as light to a rain drop
ashes to the dirt as stars
to the heavens
seeing truth like seeing nothing
black as space as to the water around
looking back as we look to nothing
music we hear means nothing
you and me means nothing
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