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Nov 2014
My mind is a web of every moment
Captured within each strand
Occasions,
Instants,
Paused
Then rewind to that second
Remembered as if yesterday
By a smell my web moves in motion
A light show of tiny energy
Caress the neurons,
Thought,
Moments,
Senses,
Burst forth, this web
Brings all moments to life
My mind is a web of ideas  
It captures dew drops of consciousness
And weaves them, entwines them,
It to this mind of many strands
This web of  neurons that form *pure thought.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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