Knowing (3)

No sooner do I say
That everything is one
Than bars obstruct my way
And clouds obscure the sun.

I feel I’m out of time
And lost in outer space,
A victim of a crime
And one step off the pace.

I long to journey back
To where I was before
I slipped inside the crack
That ran across my floor.

And all I have to do
Is know I’m able to.

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