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No footprints left in this ocean,

on a journey the purpose long forgotten,

with no shadows, with no memories to guide,

self is looking at self.

Giving away the gibberish words,

the goals, the wins and the successes

lifting myself from the gravity of these noises,

living but appears disappeared.

Existence is not found in questions,

nor in wars,

chasing the light in the mind,

the waves meet the waves that never left the ocean.

Existence of self is beyond my awareness,

which vibes in stillness,

travels when asleep,

the mind moon-walking.

Slowing down here in this,

nothing further to imagine and experience,

letting the wood burn,

gaze is washing away in the horizon.