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Waiting

I’m trying to catch one.
One what?
An idea.
They are all up there
Floating around
In the enormous space that occupies my mind.

Well just grab one.
It doesn’t sound so hard
Take your hand
Lift it up
Pick a random one if you like
I’m sure that all of them are good.

That’s not the situation though
You see it’s more like
I’m glue
Patiently waiting for an idea to land,
But it takes awhile for the right idea
To fall and stick.



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