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Bubble of Illusion

When thoughts cease to flow ~ Where does ego go” prompt by Unseen Seeker Ego ego, wherefore art thou, ego are you inert, in our dreams libido I cannot sleep, twisting to and fro need to take, a sugar filled placebo Not sure I believe or even agree, no Ego ego, an ineffable growing credo All our unconscious, cannot veto where wilful thoughts, do indeed go Does self-regard need a torpedo humility answer’s’ only if I believe so By David Kavanagh N/A

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