Placed no limit on word
With blotch upon my brain
Meaningful or absurd,
I won't try to explain...
These lines are uncertain
Until the last I find;
My In is tied with sane
And tensity of mind...
The whys are undefined
With what and where and when,
While how is now behind
The slop of hasty pen...
If lost, these words abstain
From thoughts that quickly turn
To blank my head in vain,
Yet combine and discern...
I wonder what they yearn
With passing of each thought;
Can there be things to learn
When nothing I've been taught?
I once knew thoughts to plot,
Which my faint mind forgot;
The blank of mind has caught
My words; so, I'll speak not...
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Mmmm Yaoi.
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