Are there rooms in our minds, crowded with forgotten thoughts? Do they bob gently up and down, behind half closed doors waiting for the inner us to pass close enough, and mindfully enough by to catch unawares -
Aha! that was it ..... caught it or did it catch me ....
Raisin Cat is crazy catching shadows in the bright waxing moon - Shadow was a cat ...
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