It's a swirl,
The life, the time,
The lifetime.
From January jitters,
To December dreams
From January jeopardies,
To December disasters.
Or all permutations of them,
And we in between.
Breathing,
And standing still,
Living in the moment,
Because there's nowhere to go
Gasping,
And biting nails,
Watching a spectacle,
Or a mystery
Unfold,
Like a TV show.
And the flux is
We don't know,
We don't know,
How far we have come
And then,
We think we know
How far,
We have to go.
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