This feeling persists
A ghostly feeling like I don’t exist
A hollow wall of ash and dust
Punched through with an iron fist
A haunted house, an empty room
Packed to the rim with a rusty mist
Ladies and gentlemen, riddle me this…
If a tree falls among the crowd,
If the tree breaks but makes no sound,
Does it even exist?

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