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dust of confusion

Feelings are the engine
That transport every notion
Thought is merely freight
Carried by emotion

No one is impartial
Ideas don’t live in air
Logic is an afterthought
You think because you care

Thoughts appear rational
But this is an illusion
We aspire after stars
In dust of confusion

by Richard W. Bray

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