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Through White Plains

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by Daniel Njoroge

Its eye moons the illumes of mortal thoughts,
Map routes into new lands, lands that are lost,
Scratches; embed curves and scribbles,
Curves and scribbles yet untangle wits riddles,
Meandering unknowingly from West to East,
Graphing witty crops; barring no one to feast.
Cunningly slither through White Plains,
Leaking traces of knowledge and wisdom,
Wisdom unconfined mental freedom,
Mental freedom besought division through wisdom,
Kingdom to kingdom, mortal to mortal,
Traces on White Plains bear as portals,
Portals at hand solve souls’ riddles,
Scratches; embed curves and scribbles,
Map ways into new lands that appear lost,
For its eye moons illumes of mortal thoughts.
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