In My Mind
I have a secret place
where only I can go.
Not even she whom I
give my inner self to.
Where I sit, meditate,
to have a sober thought;
to mix, mull, postulate
to give or take as ought
and when I fade so too
will this affair grow dim.
I ask this bane of you
to think outside the rim
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© Charles Henderson
Feb 10 2017
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