I have reached an impasse,
The thoughts no longer flow
As vividly as they did before.
It is hard to not think,
So now my life is hard.
Everything is getting fainter… fainter… fai-
A match is struck,
I can think.
My light bulb is no longer dim.
Power has been restored
To the system.
Operations at one-
Hundred-
Percent.
I have never not
Thought that
I had never not
Thought because
I have proven to
Myself by simple
Wright.
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