• pheazero 23w

    Ebb of information flows within time.
    Sometimes, I am at the crest and at others I am at the trough.
    Do I displace or am I stagnant?
    Beneath these questions I do breathe, a slow wholesome breath.
    In search of something, that something with a ounce of truth greater than that , within which I reside, right now.
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