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Apr 2019
I do not know.
You come to me in search of answers
that I cannot provide.
The glass is cloudy.
An endless fog envelops me.
Impossible to tell
if it's day or night.
Clarity has abandoned me
on the lonely shore.
The distant muddy thoughts
keep me company.
As to the meaning of this,
there is only one response I can give you:
I do not know.
Written by
Stephen S
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