Wincing over Time, Space, and No-Place
by dan ankers
A symphony of instances, causing winces
Flash-forward only a couple more, and I have forgotten them, like symptoms of sicknesses gone by
And now that they're gone, I shall move on
Experiencing these instances, so relentlessly
Impressing me daily, with their ferocity, and oftentimes their oddity
My commodity
My secret philosophy
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