what I don't know grows faster
than my plastic brain remembers
more than it imagines reinvents
the rest my final acts often short
what is typed can be corrected
evolving emerging arising words
easily replaced like meanings
fluttering veils just out of reach
mustn't stop too soon impatient
for resolution never fixed need
shifting with time's predation
thinking's unattainable horizon
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