Light through the slatted blinds
How are you doing?
Slanted lightray shadows
How am I doing?
Doctors diplomas on the wall
Thought
Always thought
Do I like you?
Do I dislike you?
in the limbic system
Down between the layers of the onion
How am I doing?
Words back and forth – good-by
And the light through the slatted blinds
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