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Feb 2016
I wrapped all my nonsense in brown paper tied with string
and threw it in an imaginary canal weighted down with a brick.
A big part of me drowned in the murky dirt filled depths,
but slowly and surely my nonsense seeped back out, infecting all the fish.
And the fish made no sense, telling each other nonsense, in a poets breath.
Written by
nivek
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