oh an anagram we shall build
let us think!
and pick thoughts from each other
then put them back together
. oh young apprentice--
. it is indeed a cold winter
. and so the mind must surely wander
so fleeting, fleeting-- are the thoughts
that seep out of the decaying rots
. of teeming dendrites in the rain--
. at least we have each other.
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