All my life I wondered and pondered

Why everyone is so equivalent

And against divergence

I wonder and ponder on this topic

On the old north tower of a tree

Where I still on a pedestal of the dead attached twin tree

On a chilly fall afternoon

I wondering and pondering solo on a close to be winter solstice

When I sat, when I pondered, when I wondered

I never knew what was ever going to change in this world

Then I questioned on a topic

What was I ever going to do

How could I

A person of words, wisdom, and grammar

Outfit such a complicated

Tremendous

Coded

Interal

Extrenal

Worldly problem

But then that is when I started to know

What was going to happen for sure

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As I watch the silver leaves fall

I notice a flaw . . .