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Dec 2012
One morning
while bathing in the crepuscular rays
one struck me at a particularly odd angle

Right inside my brain it probed
illuminating a thought
long forgotten
cast aside among piles of discarded neural connections

The thought to walk a goat
Written by
GoatWalker
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