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My form is timeless, yet existing in finitude

Your desires exist separate, alien to me

Yet you try to write it down

Think the right thoughts

Say the right words

Were they right?

Though your hands may touch the world

I halt your mind's reach


Date: 2024-04-07 Sun 00:00

Author: john

Created: 2024-06-14 Fri 00:43

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