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I didn’t know whether a
butterfly dreamt me.
It wasn’t for lack of absurdity.
Absurdity was in abundance.
that block of brain that calls
It’s failed me before.
Tags: Orbitofrontal Cortex, poem, poetry, Ventromedial Prefrontal Cortex
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