on occasion it has come to me
you know me well enough
some have traveled far to get here
all I do
who have always been here
is stand
it is hard
to count the matches on the shore
I know they are there
because I am looking
for all my pretended wisdom
I am not calm
it does not then become easy
to mold myself to the present
is astonishing
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