mushroom
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Phantoms lurk in my mind
Haunting the neural networks
On which I must travel
They dog my thoughts
They pop-up like mushrooms
Sometimes beautiful and poisonous, or
Tasty and cute, or
Into the sky it goes,
with its fiery tail behind it-
the loud noise of its roar.
then,
it stops,
to then floar amongst the stars,
with a great gentleness and calm.
