Forgetting Myself

For just one moment
I forgot myself–
Who I am
Who I think I am
Who I think others think I am

It was a relief–
to be free of myself
And all the things associated
with who I think I am

For one moment
I had the chance
to be something beyond thoughts
Something time doesn’t wear down
Something with no need to die

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