Transdictum of Our Minds by Clare
Numbers in the hidden fields of our minds
Wanting to break free from the corruption of thought
Lured into the bright and shiny things
Hopelessly waiting to know about things
What things suggest and things do are two entirely compartmentalized oddities of the transdictum of our minds
Letting ones mine be free
Free from harmony
In the collapse of the inside of our brains we seem insane but only then does the truth ring through
Oh how I wonder across the meadows in my mind
Deep earthenware pots linger along allotments of worry nots
Giving in to the will to win
The heart鈥檚 desire lurks there too
An eye in waiting like a tiger with his bait
And i
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