Haunted, haunting,
Keeps on leaping
Into the weir
It still doesn’t
Know was never
There. It’s somewhere
In your thinking,
Always waiting
To catch you, that
Nonexistent
Weir you don’t know
Isn’t there. What
Is it for you
You know you can’t
Know never there?
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