Am I just a thought in passing?
Fleeting as a shadow in the dark of the sun?
Am I just a thought in passing?
Slipping through the fingers of your hearts and minds?
I stay still as a rock, while you move to far away places
The winds of change and the tides of war wash over me
Yet I am unmoving, unchanging
Never progressing
Never gaining, nor losing
Never improving, nor worsening
Never anything more than what I was yesterday
And what I will be tomorrow
Is this feeling everlasting?
Or will it be blown off by the wind one day?
Am I just a thought in passing?
Or am I here to stay?
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