a moment has a beginning
and also an end
a moment becomes living
when into the next it blends
a memory is often revived
many moments inside
a memory is survived
after its moments have died
an ideas formation is past
the moment it has begun
an ideas existence lasts
until the need is done
a thought of forgotten time
and how moments descend
a thought of words that rhyme
and how this must end
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: sorry, was bored and had to get this out of my head in order to move past the unusable lines to find the right words for a better poem. we all have these purges.
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