The mind is an unruly charge
At even the best of times
Flitting from place to place
Getting to mischief
Satisfying curiosity
By casually pulling things apart
And leaving them in pieces
In the hallway
Waiting for an unwary foot
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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