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Jan 2022
The bounding footfalls
of another sentience
echo through labyrinthine
hallways of consciousness
that never lead back
to a common roomβ€”
that central location
where one can sit and
saying knowingly,
"Ahh, here I am."
Written by
Douglas Balmain
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