4. THE FULLSTOP- - DR.KGB
Mum You are;
Still a word, a whisper,
To my anxious ear,
O my dear!
Don’t know,
That I do not know;
Still,
Hunting for the know;
Me,
Would You dawn in my Know?
In to my know,
As form, You the formless Unknow!
As the core-singular Enigma,
My enchanting confusing Stigma!
The note fragrant, the True,
The morning Dew,
Mirroring the multiverse,
The beautiful ultimate Verse!
Mewing mew mew,
The Due Undue!
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