There's a pupil size part of the mind
Where you strike a deal only to hide
Exponential currents, strong and flamboyant,
In mind's eye so willingly blind.
'Easier than you think', I thought, I think,
To succinctly remove my sweat and the stink,
Months now until I see her and yet
Within hours I find her only in ink.
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