A thought
A breath
A sigh
A word
No comfort
Yet no pain
I see you
Or do I?
You speak...
Or...
Do you mock?
A glance
A touch
A smile
A whisper
All unified
Yet seperate
Coming from within
Within one soul
Yet appearing to be from different worlds
A mystery
A labyrinth
The maze of the mind
A maze which converges
Leading you
Plunging you deeply into an abyss
Whether it be your soul
Or a strangers
You know not what to expect
You only know
It is there
A thing that grows and lives
Yet cannot be seen
Words in a sentence
They appear to make sense
Yet, when you reflect back on them
They seem to be a jumbled contortion
'Tis a mystery why this is so
How can one thing
So simple
Be so complex a moment later?
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