The Spontaneous Acumen
A moment of Inner truth in Bits
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The Twist
I stiffened up with a black thought
So grey that whiting it made it so black
Blurry focus of desires, souped up with a dream
And nature gave in
Now I reel with a cup of my own boiling blood
Red and colorless now win
Nyonje
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