I am lucky a synapse didn't publish a tree.
I mean there's a degree of certain
luck to it. The thought emerged
from the forest. The razed fields burnt and
plundered over again. Tilling the earth of blank pages
to fertilize what ground could be found
luckily a synapse formed into being
into a certain cohesion and took shape
I am lucky the synapse didn't publish a time.
Another brane of existence to wrap around mind.
What are the chances of not forming from there
I'm lucky a synapse didn't publish a bear.
There's a certain degree of luck to it.
The waters boiled into steam and blown
Away by the wind, how lucky a synapse
Didn't publish someone else, like a friend
How would I have come to fit in
There's not a chance I'm the one
Invited to the dance I am lucky a synapse
didn't produce the faculty to avoid me.
I am lucky a synapse didn't publish a tree.
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