Is It Me?

Is it me?

Is it me?
Am I really me?
The same one that passed through a moment ago?
Or has she fallen hard,
Her dying breath trapped beneath time.
I change, but stay the same.
I'm still me.
Or am I?
When all will's left me
And all thoughts have fled,
Who am I then?
Lost in my own mind,
I draw no conclusions.
I learn nothing, yet continue,
Oblivious to any truth.

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