In my mind I have often wondered who I am
Through a myriad of angles I piece together my allegory
Just as I have it fit,
some new equation
some pontification comes in
and I am inclined to start again
Seeking perfection,
the perfect union of I and myself
But I never change
I the observer
I the witness
This life is merely a vehicle
A wild horse to be tamed
A Lucid experiment on reality
Dreams manifest expectations
For the two are one
Under the sun
Where the phoenix rises
As many times as seen fit
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