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Nov 2019
When I mislaid my nameΒ 
I took a really long walk
To the edge of infinity,
Searching for it

When I looked back
at the earth
You know,
they say it is round
But there lay a flat surface
And nothing round
could be found

No, the world isn’t round
I told myself
Then I knew I was wrong
The world is really round
And my thoughts were wrong
all along
when I had thought
my thoughts
had been square

And unbeknown to me
my thoughts were
always rolling
and falling
Into a pit full of
perpetual misery

If I ever wake up yesterday
Will I ever remember my name?
Written by
Bevan Kirkland  M
(M)   
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