A State

Owning nothing
While acknowledging
Everything.

Becoming a leaning tower
Of mediation,
Nearly falling to the left.

So lost, so found,
Profound moments,
Confused, all the same.

Not believing an end,
A clock’s ring so arbitrary,
Good vibes always flow.

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