I am depressed
I have realized
at heights and depths
that I am
not my Self
and each “I”
is as impermanent
as the “Self” I’ve sought falsely
to no ends, but that of proximity
and proprietorially
for I am nowhere,
but lost
and distance
is a closeness unfathomed
and I own nothing,
but a collection of delusions!
to which I have in endless supply
why fore art thou?!
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