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The sun rises and sets
The soul and body play game
I perceive, though.
For no meaning I skip a pebble across the river.
Without any goal
I cast a line fishing in the pond.
With no reason
I kick off empty cans clattering.
Please, don't inquire where I am
In a dense fog.
Copyright © Robert Chung | Year Posted 2022
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