An Abstract Mind Thinking

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I see people walking

I think of clouds drifting

I hear an old person singing

I think of a door creaking

I smell the odour of bread wafting

I think of an infant living

I taste the honey my mother's keeping

I think of heavenly nectars seeping

I feel this happiness clinging

I think of a child laughing

These senses and thinking

Is about being a being

Living with nothing

Dying with something

One could be leaping

While the other one's sinking

It's from understanding

Like an abstract mind thinking  

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