I Watched

I watched...

The world was moving so fast,

And yet so slow at the same time.

The steps on which I sat

Seemed a dream.

It was

In fact

A dream-like state

Inspired by something

I could not yet name.

Perhaps it didn't have a name;

Does every feeling have a name

Something so we could

Summon it?

Ah, yes.

It's name was "euphoria".

...the world go by.

I watched it all. Ah, I remember it well.

The End

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