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Ephemeral thoughts clot my brain
A primordial ooze brought on by an onslaught
A stain of neurons pooling
But who am I fooling
It’s nothing but my mind drooling
Lapping at the memory of you
One of the few to get through
My bollards and fences of defenses
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It seems like longing.