a tribute to my mind

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A first year (kindergarten)  A young shell wonders the halls She only speaks when being spoken at  She dreads every class in that 5 story elementary She knows the teachers think she's stupid 
I am a deep thinker Of the living Of the dead Of the happening Of the unseen Of the omnipresence Of the reasons Of beings that be, become, and then no longer
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