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Fragmented

Fragmented. We all have those thoughts. The dots that become squares again. And again. Someone I would have remembered, If my mind wasn’t so filled with measurements. I dabble here and there. Spilling. Everything is a slice of cheese. More slices, from the same block. Shaping wire for no reason. Eating too much then I can’t remember what I was even eating. Fragmented. Where rules become more rules. Become fewer rules, and spirals. A mind like mine. Gets older more quickly than most. We all have those thoughts. All of them.

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