Some good things you can't get enough of

the pen, the point, the passion

that knows no other,

void of conviction

with the compassion of direction

no blind study

every syllable demanding explanation

but like latin it defies definition

only a vauge memory of contentment

chemically conceived but sadly no longer available




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