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To explain the inner functions (cogs gears mechaniques) of my brain mind, allow follow me as I construct this (phrase sentence thought idea) selection of random thoughts turbulating in here:
I (All writing stems from ego of course, for why would we record thoughts if we did not expect someone to want to read them?)
Once (at risk of sounding pretentious but “once I” is the voice of a kid [child? {a sandy-haired young early elementaryschooler n a blue denim gingham cordourouy cotton dress tugging at mother’s skirts driving hips into fists into hips standing ground in a wood-chipped playground boasting of past glories}]).
Wrote (by rote [too corny by a half] [as in reference to several falsely clever pieces with whimsically forced themes])
Nothing (don’t you mind the mess)

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