this is a poem that is not a poem
these words are not words
you imagine you see what makes sense
but a thousand mysteries walk by
some that tap you on the shoulder
telling you the message
that there is no message
and you see them go
on the path that is not a path
for you will truly know nothing
not knowing that there is nothing to know
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