Fog
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Sandra Feldman
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We try to everything explain,
Project thoughts,
Convert complicated to plain,
All in vain,
Surrounded by Theories,
Or the mutterings of the insane,
We live in constant Fog,
With or without drugs,
That certainly disrupt,
Our 'thinking' brain,
Plagued,
By our erratic actions,
Never explained.
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