When experiencing,
Without perception overlaying it,
Like list'ning to birds sing,
Or the sensation of wind 'gainst your face?
You feel it, so it's there,
But I challenge your mind to ask itself,
Are you just sensing yourself or the air?
Ain't the engine's roar a vibrating drum?
You're finding this banal,
The car's existence is not in question,
Nor is the ear canal,
What is the point,
Is not what's real'ty,
But knowing where you end and the world starts,
To understand where your control might be.
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