Some thought on a Saturday morning led me to think there is pain in imagination (this might have accentuated it.)

That sounded like an easy statement to make.
And then, giving equal thought to what constitutes expression, the generation loss, constructs, and talking to people, I mightily killed my pet thought.

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Where is Helene?  

     "    is Ralph? 

     "    is Philip? 

           is everybody? 

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