Am I my words?
Am I my sight?
I can't be these thoughts
Or the verbal insight
Am I this void?
Paradise lost for found
Gaining nearly the losses
Am I the one?
Am I the sun?
Anyone who says a kind word
Or one with the roots and birds
I am not the work of a decise
Incise my queries upon no one
For a self was never to be found
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