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I have no idea where I was when I wrote this
Worrisome ill
it turns to the till
to the till
to the till
Furrysome feast
drowned the beast
drowned the beast
We take turns
The world turns
The fire destroys more than just my ferns
Accomplished the task
Incredible at last!
At last!
or at least they’re still here
Thank you for understanding
Thank you for time passing
Thank you for time lasting
Magma burns away
To perceive the way
New New New
Thank you
New movement
Different than the last
My heart beats
Deep down i know that
Believing that
It will continue on forever
But that's the opposite of my fear
Thankfully it yet not dare
to carry through
But one day maybe
Someday maybe
Sunday maybe
Thoughts should keep to themselves
With no will to help
Cry for help
No more of them
Different perspective
I digress
Which one wins
why and how
End with a question?
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I, in fact, did know where I was when I wrote this. I was at my friends house at around 2am and I suddenly said "I need to write" so my friend goes and grabs all the writing materials he could find (six findex cards and an assortment of writing utencils) and then I just wrote away. There isn't a whole lot of though put into each line rather it was the overall feeling of the poem that I put though into. the title of the poem refers to my head space while I was writing it -- I was in a very lucid mindset when I wrote it.