Do Not Think

Fools rush in where
Both angels and devils fear to tread.
They know that procrastination
Is the thief of time and space.
To be, or not to be
Are not questions – they’re replies
To the quintessential quandary.
Don’t think. Go by your gut reaction.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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