In Which I Tell of Great Truths

Friend? Stranger?

I live in relativity.
In shades of quiet.
In anticipations, small.
In relations, unsure.

All else is peripheral.
So how shall I thus
speak, perhaps you
grew into an epitaph?

I don’t quite care
much. Anymore.

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