I wonder what you guys think of this poem. It seems to be about you, me, us:
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Attention to me!
This unknowing dances the dance of creation..
Being as it does
Doing as it be’s
“But what is this creation?”.. asked mr. logic.
“What else could it be other than this? Other than… me?” — responded ms. Soul
“This is as awake as me gets, after all..”
…and I’m paying attention.
To what? ..to my reflection.
Check the mirror.
Look.. can you see?!… it’s me doing you, whatever you’re doing.
Naughty boy..
Yes, it’s all fun for no good reason.
Creating this.