We go back and forth
On the existence of all knowing metaphors
And whether time exists outside our consciousness
And where is space but in our minds?
I've been wrong before
Had this explained to me as you walked through the door
And sat down on the floor
And you spoke to my soul
Told me to cry no more
But who are you to look at me?
In microscopes, or in my dreams?
What I know is yours to hold
What I show is yours to know
Give me a moment, this one seminal moment
To return to the light that creates minds
Carefully present in the cold effervescence
Of the only thing that I know exists
What I know is yours to hold
What I show is yours to hold
Use it wisely and grow old
Or pay no mind, do as you're told
Can I see, with my own eyes, non-truths?
Can it be that each sunrise brings all there is?
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