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Marks are set.. so. go.

Marks are set.. so. go.
Read then..
This my mind
Abstracted
To cause the grave
To be raised
as in concern.
To whit
My wit's
Have escaped me
Unless in the course
Of an indoctuation
Subjection into specifics
Or
Prescribed as en-writ'ment
To better understand
All things, knotted
Together as causality
Simply put the small
Bolted from a stable
Into this mind of mine
Expanded at every thought
Processing new data
Growing in depth, and deft
At how, and where
when, and what, should
Knot
Be made out of the nothing
Meta physical abstraction
An ineffable ocean of wavefunctions
competing for the eye
Of over sighted wisdom
Characterised and personified
OF
Little, not that old..
Me..
In a way
That delights me
Good, true and knowing
Fill me with a warm and fuzzy glow
nature, indeed is wonderful.