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Mad No


Sometimes it seems
that along with your dreams
and your sagacity
they want to forsake and take

Your

Curiosity.

I was looking at the stars
and I wondered:
are these the stars
that we have been told

They

Are,

Just in the way
that we have been told?

It’s just,
nobody wonders

any

more.

And without wonder
there
is

No

Wander.

And without wander
there is no

Arrival

at distant scapes
over

Yonder.

All I know
is

I will be a nomad of the mind

Forever,

Motherfucking forever,

Motherfucker.
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
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