"Where?" - a poem
It has no real boundaries
But, the middle has definite ends
Because
You’ll know when you’re not there anymore
If you are somewhere
Then you’re not there
If you are anywhere
Then you’re not there
In fact, if you are there
It’s not possible to be anywhere
Except in the middle
Because it has no edge
Until you find your way
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You are in the middle of nowhere
