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Rambling
Written: February 16, 2024 "Be not careless in deeds, nor confused in words, nor rambling in thought". Quote by Marcus Aurelius _______________________________________ We remain drawn to places we recognize well. A mirage of lovely sights where dreams swell.  Rumbling rain clouds—odd swirls—rise at the pond.  Whirling thrill, an ecstatic genesis, swirling beyond. Standing face to face, level with the moon. Do poets and stargazers witness novel swoons? In fierce verdict, the moon has closed its eyes. If the sun stops beaming, how will moonlight arise? The clouds cover the stars, and ideas sparkle. Moon may decode terms by light dots in partial You may be a flame or a mirror; both emit light. Yet a flame must endure, rambling as glass blight. Never shall the sun set, nor the moon rise. Now it's time to detect without any prize. Return the favor to those who wronged me. Pursuing revenge, this tale is timeless history. There is an outcome to every deed.  We are bound by Newton's laws of flow heed. Entrails broken down resolve the algorithm. Gaze upon your rambling in the same rhythm. Sample my gilded projectile—hear the blast. That inspires fear and mystery—peace is the cast. Witness the radiant beams piercing overnight.  That stumbles in the blink—of an eyesight. They draw to ramble in the void space. With shades of deep, melancholic grace. Antagonism elicits rambling to grow and thrill. A mute bird flies and glides in their quill.
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