I met myself the other day
To begin with quite surprised
It can’t be me it’s someone else
I misguidedly surmised
If confronted by ones otherness
More than just by catching sight
A face-to-face contrary place
Maybe transcendent in the light
No point in asking questions
A senseless verdict may acquit
Any answers would be I suspect
A test of truth to not submit
Is it my consciousness transmitting
A lucid signal super wave
As though myself was telling me
I have many things to save
It was a first time meeting
Though anecdotal I suggest
Lacking facts to back me up
My testimony me at best
Is it my consciousness transmitting
A lucid signal super wave
As though myself was telling me
I have many things to save
It was a first time meeting
Though anecdotal I suggest
Lacking facts to back me up
My testimony me at best
This rhyme was written after listening to: The Man Who Left His Body
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