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Sep 2018
I thunk and I thunk
Till I was all thunked out.
I had nothing more
To think about.

I used to worry
’Bout this condition.
Guess my brain
Is in de-composition.
  
I worry no more
Cause this is the norm.
I now find it hard
A thought to form.
DrJames Martin
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DrJames Martin  72/M
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