I know not of this One

I know not of this One,

I feel not of this One,

I see not of this One,

I am eluded by, and thus without this One.

Although I have known this One,

I know not this One.

Although I have felt this One

I feel not this One.

Although I have seen this One,

I see not this One.

Although I have followed this One,

have stretched out to this One,

even touched this One. . .

This One eludes my grasp,

forever aloft while I am plummet to the earth.

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