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In The
Place
In the place
Of understanding
About how things work
That we don’t understand,
Your thoughts come through,
I
know that you
Don’t spend tons of time
Thinking about impossible
Possibilities,
But the tiny twinges
That drift on by,
That set your head
A shaking
In that brief rebut
For idle daydreaming,
Those thoughts they fly,
Creating smiles and wonder
About what goes on
In the place
Of understanding
About how things work
That we don’t understand.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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