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After shutting off the bedroom 
lights by closing my eyes; I see
sparks of fireworks in my mind
thinking synaptically.

It's not in anyway a day 
to celebrate nor holiday,
so making me more to
think feeding with fuel

thoughts forgotten, now done
brought up from depths not
sought; for caution when
stepping on the edge 

of what's surely the deepest depths
of my mind's sea. Seeing old ideas
again, now as blind creatures that
shine by bioluminosity; for we

all shine on
and on and
on and on...

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