still
There is a disparity between me and the world.
I let the world pass by without a witness.
I sit down, still and silent
and I stare
and stare
and yet I see nothing at all.
Nothing.
Nothing.
the world is still to me.
and I am still to the world.
I let the world pass by without a witness.
I sit down, still and silent
and I stare
and stare
and yet I see nothing at all.
Nothing.
Nothing.
the world is still to me.
and I am still to the world.
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