They have escaped me,
All of them.
No new profound truths,
No more high-minded thoughts.
I’m glad they escaped.
It was time for them to go.
Just unnecessary clutter as
Emptiness and silence need no help.
They have escaped me,
All of them.
No new profound truths,
No more high-minded thoughts.
I’m glad they escaped.
It was time for them to go.
Just unnecessary clutter as
Emptiness and silence need no help.
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Ah such things merely take vacations…and return sooner or later.
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I hope so!
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This is a beautiful poem. True, succinct, enough.
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Thank you
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