Irrelevance Fills My Mind

Poem by Adya

Irrelevance fills my mind;
unrelated, disembodied experiences rush forth.

They are alien to my life, and yet I think them.
Should they be written down?

yes, they should.

But they are not I!


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for once, ever, and always.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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