Oat Lumps
things that I think or thought.
mandag 2. januar 2012
Mutation
It rolls away and never returns,
In to the mind and in the eyes,
Just rearranged and just the same
It evaporates and is restored,
Bending up and out and over all around,
Everything is here,
Just rearranged and just the same
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