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The Calculus of Light

A thought-flicker, a glimmering ghost,

Of a grander gain, a new sense, almost.

A silent knew notion, a single spark,

In the mind-humus deep, in the quiet dark.

Stony silence, stifling sound's soft plea,

Ignorance's grim grip, binding glee.

An idiom-bound box, stuck in the mud,

Where old dogmas thud, a belief's rude thud.

Deep dreams seeped, sweet secrets now released,

Like water, it wound, its reach increased.

A sense of new cents, a phantom hum,

A whisper-wind reaching, from whence it had come.

Vast vistas vibrate, venture forth in light,

A sum of insights, grandiose and bright.

New light-years to lead, not just a dark lead,

Ideas ignite, planting possibility's seed.

Can will memory can

 

Desperate ought themselves it

 

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Probabilities distance language error

 

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