as if
some thing is marching too swift
in due course of time
it will leave me
or i 'll take a leap
a thin line
delimited by a small thread
is there something a pull
which i'll break
what is this whirl
where am i in it here
would i be through
or lost in the stream
that'll catch me unawares
anyways
i hardly know
but
i will stay like that
just exactly like that
just that
yes
so far i know
after the taste i gotten of
something as crazed
as only i can know
this search of mine
into myself
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