The world knows me not
for they only see the living
I exist in the merrymaking dreams
I exist in the margins of time
I am the reflected
But the reflection is all they see
Subtlety of thoughts is my palace
The source of light is my kingdom
Yet in the five senses is where i am
usually lost and found
In forgetfulness is where i go to hide
I am all
I am nothing
I am darkness as much as
I am the light
But to know me
you just need to know this
I am
—-
Art by Midjourney AI
Smoke words every day. 
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