I’m extraordinary in my mediocrity.
A unique member of a uniform species.
My only significance is my insignificance.
I exist and yet, I’m not really here.
My paradoxes are meaningful in their meaninglessness.
I am everything, and nothing.
I am pressed for time in eternity.
I was yesterday to be tomorrow’s today.
I’ve walked a million streets and got nowhere.
I work hard to doing nothing.
I am soul incarnate.
I am,
and that’s all I need to be.
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