and so it goes

I see everything,

I see nothing,

I hear everything,

I hear nothing,

I know everything,

I know nothing;

and so it goes,

on and on;

lost seconds,

sacred moments,

silently slipping by,

yesterday’s news rotting

in the grave,

empty houses crumbling

to the ground,

make-believe victories

whispering in the night;

growing,

building,

gnawing;

evening shadows grow,

memories, like some ancient river,

continue to flow,

listening for tomorrow,

dreaming of today;

and so it goes,

on and on;

you think you see,

you think you hear,

you think you know;

but;

you see nothing,

you hear nothing,

you know nothing;

on and on,

and so it goes.

.

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