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As the world turns, I still myself in the middle I see it spin, I see it begin I see it end I see it rend I see peculiar patterns While chaos awaits As I zoom away As to say The Middle Way Is the way The only way To live the day

My mind wanders Like water on a muddy hill My thoughts take flight Like a horse after a gunshot What the hell was that? My mind races It jumps It weaves It bobs I can’t stop it

I’m a perfect dewdrop I rest on the leaf of life I hear a trickle of rain It’s happening now, with breathtaking persistence I’m still as an ancient cave I hear the echos of time at the moment I hear the beat of my heart I measure my breath as I stare Fire crackles I see sparks like stars I see them spiral up like Gods The universe nods It knows, and so do I

I see the end I see it begin I see the symmetry I see this life I’m convinced Life is balance Beside the universe Inside this verse Order is chaos Chaos is order Night is day Yesterday today Silence is golden Silence with music Notes with order There is no border

War torn fields In the digital battlefield I look upon the carcasses of bots Russian misinformation machines People with scars Friends with tears The roads of Rome The digital highways of America We have won the battle Though the war is far from over Our new battle has just begun