Step to the curb, soles worn, mind heavy Thoughts thick like fog, pace slow, hands steady Streetlights flicker, shadow’s my only friend A loop with no exit, where does this road end? A ball adrift in the black abyss Infinite silence, a cosmic kiss Atoms stacked like bricks in a house of dust Purpose feels brittle, ready to combust Is this the script, or just improv? Lines we recite, all the meaning robbed Questions hang, stars don’t respond Truth hides deep, or maybe it's gone What’s the point, what’s the plot, what’s the twist? Are we dots on a map, or do we even exist? Floating through space, just a speck in the void A microscopic blink, eternally deployed Eyes scan the sky, galaxies graffiti the dome A canvas too vast, no answers call it home I’m a cell in a cell, a fractal that repeats A puzzle piece lost, corners incomplete Dreams drift, but gravity’s a leash Climbing questions, but the summit out of reach Is life a clock ticking, or a flame that burns? Is meaning earned, or just a page that turns?
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