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[whatisis]

everyday is like a drop into an ocean
repetition that hasn't ended, haven't got a beginning
and will never end
it never felt like that before
before
whatever made it possible to view
the now in past or future tense

sadness is a struggle
happiness seems futile
and underneath it all,
a calm that looks out

a peep from a loophole
a shadow of a shadow
from a shadow's shadow

i hardly know myself
from myself and the nature
of this dialogue