Nothing
Happiness
was always around me,
And I now I chose to acknowledge it.
I swim through it,
To cross the day.
The same day that was once a wall,
Is a permeable fluid well lit.
Time loses its meaning,
this world fades away,
Yet I cannot say I'm unaware.
In fact it's just the opposite.
When I lie to close my eyes,
And shut the voice,
And clear the visions,
What is left, can only be felt.
It is everything.
It is nothing.
It follows me when I sleep,
It sees me when I bathe.
Its the driver behind the wheel,
It tastes every meal.
It is everything.
It is nothing.
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