Blurring of One

The blurring of one,
Clock glared by the sun,
Time is listless,
Ever flowing madness,
Disregarded vanity,
Griping tight to sanity,
There are so many,
Not worth a penny,
Think not of yourself,
Place ego on the shelf,
Duality has begun,
By the blurring of one.

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