Strange Feeling
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Sandra Feldman
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Thinking, thinking all the time,
Up and down, life, prose and rhyme,
In the solitude of Time,
In the solitude of morn,
Life inserts its painful thorn,
For existence is a myth,
Knowing not, why we exist.
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