It was just one of those things.
Crossed wires. Double crossing.
Two-timing clocks never chimed.
Three-legged horses racing against
Rhyme. In the beginning was the
Egg in the Ocean. Come to think
Of it, she cracked it. Out spilled I,
Shunyata, Void, Void, Void.

Sampurna Chattarji

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