It's called Writer's Block. Subject to change. This might be the most indulgent thing I've ever written, but here goes.
The thought to think
occurred to me when my
thoughts to think were exhausted.
When I think to think I think
of things I think
I'd not have thought of-
like this poem.
Lanny was a bastard.
7 years ago
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Hahaha
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