Bathed in cold, deathless light
A child sleeping dreams
Worlds open, disgorging solitude
On a mind starved of thought
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Resigned contentedness,
Real imagined feelings,
Realization and acceptance He
Notes quicksand bouyancy
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Quiet walks:
sacred silence unknown.
Future long-forgotten talks,
Seeds of thought are sown.
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It's funny how the mind
groups words and phrases into two
without applying thought you find
poetic interest it renews.
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