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Saturday, May 07, 2011

A Beautiful Mind

Sometimes I wonder about the world,
About the way things have unfurled.

Sometimes I theorize on what is right,
About whether it is really worth a fight.

Sometimes I ask questions of the soul
About the relentlessness of its goal.

Sometimes I sit down and contemplate,
About how hard it is to be truly great.

Sometimes I whisper to the setting sun,
About a beautiful mind coming undone.

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