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Nov 2017
Some can not shed a
             thought
                    reflecting
in the pools of there
            subconscious

What seemed
                   fluidic
                        malleable
neither applied to this
it was a skin of
                      rigid refection.

If one does not open the regressive
estuaries of the
                             cognitive
reality they wonder in,
needing to shed the epidermis
of retired outdated reflections.

Like a tainted mirror they will
slowly fade from the fluid of
mankind's endless potential.
Poetic T
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