Order # 11491
Quatrain of Blank Mind - 11491 - Yorktown Disciple
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The
darkness
endured
Blank Mind
With a blank mind, I do
not think of you
in profound
color,
I cannot posit truth with
logical umbra, I
am a mental
mauler.
The darkness endured,
solely filled with
emptiness of
meaning,
With a blank mind, life's
thoughts undergo
a most wrathful
cleaning.
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