Deepthinking

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Oh, could it be a paradox?

Light, light, look! Is he lost?
Time is ripping, oh, he will rewrite
What, what hope do they...

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Whittled away

Whittled away

In our minutes of happiness and our seconds of bliss
Blissfully one battles on looking back to...

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Dear cosmofunnel,

Dear cosmofunnel,

I have been away, down a dark and stormy tunnel,
But I return to you, dear cosmofunnel,
To...

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At any given moment...

At any given moment countless thought processes

Soundlessly ricochet to and fro
hither and yon
roundly bobbing within squarely donned
...

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Pfff

Every day I wake up,
and every day I feel pain,
the question that’s always in my head,...

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Free from the anger

Do you think when you are angry, you can run away from it?
The anger cannot be escaped by itself,...

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Gobbledygook

Jargon Fargone by Maverick 1944

Gobbledygook

All you chappywappy use such fancy wordygurdy,
why can't yous writey stuffy we all understandy?...

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Make peace

#fantasy #riddle #mystery

Who like to make peace, come with angel
But those don't like it,...

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What lies in the darkness...

Hello darkness

What lies in the darkness...

Why does sad thoughts only appear at night when I am alone?
When I've had a smile all day long...

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Whispers

Whispers

I have a little person, it’s one you cannot see
He sits inside my mind, and he only talks to me...

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Rock ribbed dogmatic...

Rock ribbed dogmatic secular humanist

Morality and self-fulfillment
attainable without belief in God
similarly yours truly
...

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Metaphysics

Metaphysics

You are the failures of the past
so why the repeat?
Your tomorrow is your yesterday
...

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My past where I belong

My past where I belong

I was a little girl sat at home watching television with my Mum and Dad
Back in my bygone days...

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The Flight to the Finish

The Flight to the Finish

I’m about to cross the line to race towards the takeoff
But the runaway is designed to only take the...

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My Autobiography

My Autobiography

I would sit down and write an autobiography that could be a good read if told truthfully, but then again...

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The climb of my life

The climb of my life

The climb of my life

How can tomorrow be Friday was it not Sunday yesterday ? My life has speeded...