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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.
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