I'm not sure what is happening
Spots of time theories dangle like string
There's a dream but I don't know what
Remembered joy and the door is shut
Most things unseen all the way to the grave
Plato's shadows on the wall of a cave
Uncertainty all the way with you
Let's cherry-pick what we think is true
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