Where My Mind Lies

Who am I?
Is it the company I keep?
Maybe the dreams I dream
once I’ve fallen asleep?

Am I different
from the man who rests?
Disparate from the one
who races around Jupiter
on some whimsical quest?

Know he’s distinct from me,
surrounded by folk.
Those who pick up my slack
and laugh at my jokes.

I only hope, one day,
these two shall meet.
Though they remain discrete,
and even sometimes compete,
one day these two shall be one.

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