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Racing Mind
I can't sleep my mind won't let me it races with ideas rhymes, philosophy, deep or silly thoughts it's all the same to me if I had 40 hands on 40 arms with 40 sheets of paper and 40 pens well inked maybe the race in my mind would taper more likely I'd be up 40 hours every day for 40 days and nights like a biblical flood but here thoughts to flow maybe that'd be true to say just think, just how fast, I could fill 40 volumes with thoughts I hope well cast so maybe 40 people would understand me at last but each 40 second minute, well, here in NYC I mean, I guess it's true, we have no time for nothing we have far too much to do but now I live in leisure yet my mind continues to race if I don't throttle it on down I'll fry from this frantic pace! I've heard that inspiration usually comes in short lived bursts well, I wish mine would rest awhile cause it really, really hurts well, maybe 40 years from now when I am truely gone some 40-something child of yours may trust that i was on a door to worlds left ajar for me to peek on in and if I pass on a bit of wisdom in days but yet to come than I will smile in heaven cause I have touched on some! if one smile I make or glimpse into my era or appreciation of my strange thought that's far more than I sought.
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