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Among Thoughts
Therein lies the way man dies,
In the shallows of human thought.
The waters dry, the boatsmen cry,
And scatters thin the talk.
No nerves relay, no eyes array,
And gently medicates.
We choose the skin, neglect within,
As birth evaporates.
01.11.05
© The Fuse. 2005.
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© The Fuse. 2006.