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Stream Of Time

Neither cackle nor clamor
can break the tranquility
The mind here placid
despite aural cacophony
In this solipsistic trance
of Sisyphean soliloquies,
the enumeration of realizations
brings ossified ubiquities
The subsistence of respite
gives penetrative vitality

requisite to whorled streams
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H L 03 January 2007

what a way of words you have - precious

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