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Cerebral

How stale,

Life without passion. 

The incarnation

Of the Aquarian soul. 

The mindful genius with an

Empty chest hole. 
Half a dozen years turn to faded

Memories of an ideal

I once held, for you, I let it go. 

My time was wasted,

And a fool of me was made. 
So the next time I go to

San fransisco,

You’ll be the last to know. 
If you care to learn

About my internal model,

I can inform you, it was recalled

Decades ago. 

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