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Saturday, May 9, 2020

Poem for Heraclitus

No you never do step
Into the same river twice
But then again you never
Step out of it either
As we remain unsure
Where the shoreline lies
What's real and what's dream
Stasis and change being  
But two ways to describe
How we find ourselves amidst 
The same ever swirling stream
While Charon stands ready with
His ferry awaiting the moment
We become submerged

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