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Infinite Mirth

Infinite Mirth

Jan, 22nd

Soaring,
Thursday nights pass by;
Familiar stars
Nearby.
 
Relentless,
We question why;
Infinite twinkles,
In the pointless sky.
 
I will rest here,
Tangling verbs and nouns;
Round and Round we go,
And round and round we go.

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This was a "stream of elevated consciousness"

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