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The Thought

Page history last edited by Andrew Alder 2 months, 3 weeks ago

Another rather teenish poem by Andrew Alder, from the same period of my life 

 

I heard, I saw, I understood

As gently as a block of wood

Might fall upon one's head

And wide conclusions rose

The motives for their thoughts were clear

But my own thoughts were made appear

Uniquely just

The motives for my thoughts were clear

I wondered just which thought to trust

The thoughts confused and froze

The school bell spoke, awoke

My mind of whirling, crumbling dust

It broke the thought, still I remember some

To echo down the hallways of my mind for days to come. 

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