Eureka Moment

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Oh I can get a kick from argument,
enjoy a meal, metabolize a drink,
and keep the heat within, because I’m bent
on altering my attitude. Don’t think
I’m doomed to common sense – uncommon thought
is daily mine – and yet the biggest high
belongs to lessons by my body taught
as fits appropriate to I and I.

I’m thankful I’ve lived long enough to know
the point of everything beneath my chin.
I’m lately thrilled to comprehend that one
is not the opposite of many, though
it’s zero’s anti-hero. I begin
to penetrate a maze at 5 begun.

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