As if your life never happened,
It's a new day and all you have to do,
Is what comes up in your noggin.
No responsibilities to anyone,
Until you stop a second and reflect,
That existence is impossible alone,
And you suddenly remember events,
That brought you to where you are, even long ago,
Even completely unrelated,
Like the butterfly on the other side of the world,
Or your thoughts in the last second.
And it's alright,
Sometimes you can just forget.
I think it's called something like meditation,
Used to regenerate and clear your head.
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