(A brand new word piece, written in a 5 minute flurry of inspiration after lunch today)
Beneath the gripe
Just out of sight
Lies naught but a thought
A neural beast
Admits defeat
Never having fought
From vast expanse
Of un-thunk thoughts
To center stage this notion
Will slip through time
And be forgot
Like sand grains under oceans
But in this now
The power wielded
Dictates the realm of chance
So be aware
Mind - be shielded
Succumb not to the can’ts
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