Forgotten words sweep across an empty page.
I am too close to reality to understand the significance of my life.
Too close to what is really happening to see it for what it is.
A collage of moments.
A montage of little importance.
Sweet memories created to forget.
Life is what happens to us while we are trying to live.
I am trying to live and use these words to create some meaning.
Meaning is in the eye of the beholder.
There are no sides to the truth because it is round.
Reality is a sphere with no surface for clinging.
The page is less empty but the words will soon be forgotten.
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