Steem-Pocalypse Poetry Day 14--Round 2

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Fairy Ring

Now I see fairies everywhere.
Am I losing my mind?
Do I have a mind?
Maybe this is how I fade
away. I stop recognizing
the me that is.
I become randomness.

But this is not random.
It is a fairy ring.
Once, I knew
that it was not magic,
before I knew
that there was magic.

I was an atheist
yet I am still here.
Now what am I?
A spore.
Less than a spore.
I wish to become a spore.