Was there a glimmer
Something electric and sure
A genius burning?
Was there a warning,
Or a spirit visitor
A dark forshadow?
Was it a knowing
Not unlike hearing a silence
We may not measure?
Or was it simply
A gradual descending
Into mad genius?
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| Genius Sense Was there a glimmer Something electric and sure A genius burning? Was there a warning, Or a spirit visitor A dark forshadow? Was it a knowing Not unlike hearing a silence We may not measure? Or was it simply A gradual descending Into mad genius? |
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