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Uncaptured idea
Tailspin wishes delicately lost in the wind
Called out but whisper was after the crash
Chaos so beautiful it forms part of the clouds
Drifts on forever out of ears reach
Raindrops share watered down reminiscences
Puddles placate with diluted pain
Streams carry off your worries for one day
Dams disturb thought paths as if that was the plan
Pieces so scattered you can hardly remember
Logic so skewed that it barely makes sense
Intense concentration cannot form a full picture
Cycles and spirals of unknown intent
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