slipping ideas and passing thoughts,
something comes and something goes,
I just remembered, no I didn't,
confused and lost,
the thoughts on are on the edge, the edge of memory,
do I need to think longer, or will it come to me now?
speaking to you, words not coming,
forgotten forever in the vaults of thought,
lost on endless shelves,
the greatest librarians and scribes cannot even find,
oh well,
I will keep reading,
and keep filling those empty shelves,
forgotten.
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