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"inparticular" poems
Staring out the window completely lost in thought. This is something nobody inparticular can be taught. Such a feeling of autonomy only exists in the mind and even then we know how much we are confined to our little cell of thought.
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
Cell of Thought