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Monday, March 26, 2012

A FOOL PUZZLES

Answer
...Or not;
I cannot stop asking.
I cannot.

What must I pass
to pass?-
Space?
Or
Time?

My mind is a bird
That beats and beats
Wings
That will not reach stars.

After hours of reminiscing
In the corner,
It jumps up
And begins to dig
...And dig
To find
Sand
And more sand.
So to its corner it returns
And reminisces some more.
Then gets up
And fills the hole.
Only to dig it
Once more.
.
.
.
What was before?
What comes after?
What is now?
...Answer
...Or not;
I cannot stop asking.
I cannot!

Life is too long
Death is too far.
I am too curious.

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