I went
through
commercials
I dined with a nun
I ate purple berries
that grew in the sun
I'm back
to the
beginning
where the
seeds
grow
and turn
into
habits
that come
more then go
The semi flipped over
on the highway
of time
I ate Chinese sushi
that grew on a vine
while thinking of
visions that
were just
Illusions
in rhymes
Of all
that
was true
of time
in these
lines
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