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Pained

This morning,

I read a book, an article or two,

and I learned something

intriguing.

Now, some hours have passed,

work and chores demanded,

my mind bombarded,

banal clutter and noise.

And

I feel dazed.

Only a vague memory remains,

a hazy, untouchable recollection,

that I used to know something

which was intriguing.

… Alas, frustrating,

deadening life.

 

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