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Jul 2014
I can account of scarcely more than my own perception
My clever tricks keep me swift
I can approach without falter
As long as I must not review or alter
The notions on which I exist

While conversing with myself, I mention
A series of eerie similarities of things that be
To render useful ambivalence I ignore myself
I disregard whims, wants, and health
Finally, yes, all is clearing
I can see
Feeling Real
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