CreativitysCreation's Blog

March 28, 2011, 7:21 am
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The wishy-washy of the machine rotates in the brain,
Thinking and then unthinking the thoughts thought up originally.
Which way to go with what wishes to pursue, deny, or carry on,
The little man falls asleep for a minute or two; never land the planes.

So, flying and flying, fuel locusts in the air continue to revolve.
Those things we often wonder about wandering in the same field
The locusts continue to devour time and time again
All the while thinking on how the machinist’s problems can be resolved.

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