As I sit or walk or do whatever I do,
The world goes by,
Faster than me and faster than you.
I think of all the things I hate.
Seldom about the things I love.
Random thoughts shoot through my mind,
A thousand thoughts that don’t really register.
What now? What then? Why ever?
Thoughts and questions and just,
Blankness.
Random thoughts and random poems,
Swirl around in my head,
Rarely seeing the light of day.
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