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by Venky

The mind is a portmanteau with a bottom alarmingly endless

With room for more things that coalesce to both curse and bless;

Alas, the ignorant man with no inkling of cause or consequence

Never deems it appropriate to close the baggage grasping its content’s essence

Fleeting moments of pleasure followed by prolonged bouts of pain

Oh! Unforgiving materialistic vain.

wk 228 portmanteau

(Word Count: 59)

Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt #228

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