A search for oblongs
will dispel
the fractal splay of hands and shoots.
A search for manatee
among the roots
Will mythologize.
If I was a celebrity...
then the wind chokes
instead of blows,
the sun is a lens,
and all wisdom trains
on me a beam of
much deliberate
mockery.
Sometimes we find things in life without even searching. Then there are times when the constant seeking is just never ending. Like your wisdom in these words. Thank You
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