How,
be I,
not curious?
For,
yet have I,
been tethered,
to this,
redundant second.
This,
which exist,
absent change.
Absent,
simplistic alteration.
For,
whilst I exist,
as this breathing being,
I find myself,
absent the ability to know,
anything.
To know,
any second.
To be,
absent change.
Be not,
me existing,
in such a way.
For,
each second,
shall be,
never seen.
Wonder,
as wonder sleeps.
As,
wonder,
becomes eternal energy.
Becomes,
the wholeness,
of one's simplicity.
For,
I wonder.
Be,
wonder me?
Be I,
simply such,
a being.
For,
time.
This,
simplistic moment.
Be such,
wonder?
Be such,
this second,
creating thunder?
For,
be I forever,
the simplicity,
of,
wonder?
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