As It Comes And Goes

I love to sit in places Where I can observe the world Comes and goes.

A big man with a round potbelly. Goes. A little woman with umbrella against a trippy sun. Comes.

And so do I come and go Come and go.

From me and back To whom I was And whom shall I become.

Recalling everything is like rubber Elasticity which comes and goes comes and goes. As a pulse As breath As taste As serenity. Comes and goes.

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