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Lake Placid
Drown in the present
drink deep time's antidote to fill the minutes before and ages to come
Though lungs crave logic for ego's breath, the universe through just two eyes
Drink in the present til spasms stop
and brain stem stutters take root in the calm of time's demise
What plans to craft of future or past
when time has breathed its last?
No aim, no blame, nor ripple furl
of infinite o...
Thursday 2nd December 2021 2:47 pm
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