I think therefore I am,
I walk these halls alone,
my footstep's echo wanes
in this grand, vacant house.
I walk these halls alone,
the only comfort drawn
in this abandoned house
is my own absent mind.
The only comfort drawn,
was when I chose to doubt
in my own absent mind,
as I came to discern.
So long imprisoned by
‘I think therefore I am,’
I soon came to discern
that I am not my thoughts.
© Charles Cooper, reproduced with permission.
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