there doesn't have to be a reason
the words sometimes flow
they may not make much sense to you
or they may even touch your soul
who knows
the words spill out from my fingers
into the cloud of the unknown
like me
unknown
uncaring
except
I hope the words do get read
and they mean something
to someone
in the everlasting cloud
the ether better know as
the unknown
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