All Just Goes
I was there, here, all at once before.
My dreams laid out, open to breathe.
I let them run wild, free like fire, flames.
Then I blinked without thought. Everything changed.
My new body, soul all raw.
The fire has faded but glows as it all just goes and goes.
Oh how I've grown, they say. Yes yes, grown.
but to who, to where?
As it all just goes and goes again.
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