Please understand: nothing whatsoever stays.

It’s a sorry game of losses played on 

a board of dwindling senses.

I am not what I see, touch, smell, hear or taste.

I am not my mind.

I am not. Because soon I will not be.

Don’t be fooled: neither will you.

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