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1, 66, 42, 9
It does not matter
How many were mine
7, 11, 3, 33
All were illusions,
The figments of dreams.
(I could not wake
Despite my screams.)
1, 2, 48, 36, 2
No longer know
What it is
I should do;
43, 7, 103
No longer computing
They mean nothing to me.

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Author: agw

Amateur poet and writer who aspires to write more...

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