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An eddy, a swirl and I was completely fascinated
an arcane conduit
ran to and fro
could have been liquid
something fluid
like feelings of some sort
swift like rapids pumping
my heart, like running
and not being able to stop
i suppose that’s how it felt
like any old conduit
it was hidden and i never saw it
like being hit by something mysterious
i studied it for years
until i kind of figured it out
then i wrote about it
it made some sort of sense
the words became images
alive, inspiration flowed with imagination
like a lazy river, i floated
on an inner tube, then rapids
i hung on in the turbulence
it felt like magic but it wasn’t
i felt joy in it all,
it was living and i embraced it
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