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don't do oomlauts
but i know what i feel
and i feel
its all a buffet of impressions
served up almost constantly

as much as i can eat
stimulation is buzzing all down
this rough and ready cartoon show
am i woman enough to sample life?
dig in to the strange wrapped pierogi
nibble dim sum
of no certain insight?

how hungry am i
for discoveries

how distressing
is the Truth?