When all these lines remind me of a time way back when
These people and their thoughts creep on into my imagination
Why in God’s name did I step into your daydream
Sometimes rapturous, sometimes heaven-sent
Bent over backwards, genuflecting to shake it on out of me
Seems we all need to lean when a dream will permit us nothing else
Tell me, has your cognitive behaviour always been so very drenched
Hellbent on cascading a million other ways but one
These sharks continuously figure of eight-ing all over your incredibly splayed ocean
As I say, a million ways but none that you might ever like
Problematic atop flotsam and jetsam, one time or another rising to the shore either way

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