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Yet

You can’t be in —
This world
There’s only being —
And no one to be
In this, or any other

You can’t be of —
This world
There’s only being —
And no one to be
Of this, or any other

And yet —

There is reading, writing
Perceiving, thinking —
Movements of being
With no one to be
The reader, the writer
The perceiver, the thinker

Yet still —

For the world to be
You must be — someone
Never no one
As the world cannot be
For no one

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