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Aug 2015
I had a thought
of fleeting bliss.
And then it was gone.
How fast I move on
to the next nonsensical,
possibly subliminal,
though more like subconscious,
train of thought.
Try clearing your mind,
you'll find it hard.
But once you get there
you find true reward.
This is all that came out. Perhaps I'll add to it later.
Nonsense From My Noggin
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Nonsense From My Noggin  Exandria
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