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a thought
When does it ever get better
A cliché of a thought that has lasted millennia
A thought that never changes
Not once throughout the ages
It is impossible not to think it
We all do so so quick
For our lives are centric
We are one in spirit
The idea is a driving force
We strive when we want more
The thought the drives the course
The thought is our horse
Are we ever tired
Is it just the thoughts that have transpired
Our brains are constantly wired
A feat to be admired
A cliché of a thought that has lasted millennia
A thought that never changes
Not once throughout the ages
It is impossible not to think it
We all do so so quick
For our lives are centric
We are one in spirit
The idea is a driving force
We strive when we want more
The thought the drives the course
The thought is our horse
Are we ever tired
Is it just the thoughts that have transpired
Our brains are constantly wired
A feat to be admired
Published 15th Apr 2013
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