We met by an accident when I was not there.
A sudden spark followed, lay the fuel bare,
forming resonating mushroom clouds of frequency rare.
We converged on things dark and also fair;
our thoughts limited not in a single layer;
sometimes on the floor and again on the chair;
to transcend the shackles of the conventional we did dare.
Blink
13 years ago
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That, my friend, would lay the path to rational thinking and shrugging off the layers of inhibiting traditionalism...
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