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Feb 2020

i imagine my brain
splits into t w o
to the left
     of the grey line
         are my questions
to the right of the grey line
are the answers
  they jump up in surprise
    to see that they match up
they meet in the middle quickly
in a blink of light
and when they match
they become a pair and
  that resulting acknowledgment
of understanding allows
me to pack it away
in it’s own  b r a i n s p a c e
  t h i s
is what
   g o o g l e has done
and thank god
  it will never end.
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     ap, Perry, Bogdan Dragos, Indeed, JASMINE and 1 other
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