Imperfect Mind Poem by W. L. Lee
Imperfect Mind
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That thing that’s gone, that clever thing,
That thing I cannot find.
I do not think, I know my mind,
That clever thing was mine.
I had it caught;
Diverted thoughts
Steered me through a cloud.
I turn back and now I see,
Only clues to a distant, gone, vague memory,
soft rings,
That once rang loud.
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