I Think About Thinking Thoughts

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by: Rob Paquin

A twisted world of webbed timelines
A twisted thought, I thought was mine.
I viewed a twisted sky so fine
But the twisted sun refused to shine

In a twisted dream, of my own making
I was a twisted wretch so soon forsakened.
And in my twisting I reawakened
To another dream, there was no mistaking

Between twisted stars that don't align
I found twisted Gods now enshrined
Existing in twisted paradigms
Of twisted reason within twisted rhymes

It smooths all thoughts like calm's remaking
A world now filled with wonder's waking
Like a long lost love, and all it's aching
A heart so much stronger from it's breaking !

~The Snowdog

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