Endless Circles

There are spoken reactions, and unspoken ones-
A refusal to speak, a gape, or a frown
Some a short distance away-
And a million miles between us.

Do you see that I work in endless circles?
That I can never stop?
Do you see that nothing ever really changes?

Stars precede us, and never die
They roll down hills, they spread to the sky
Like a bird, we must fly
For like all things, we all must die.

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