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Good Ideas fifty Cents

Good Ideas fifty Cents, Others, Dime a Dozen Written: by Tom Wright January 2015 An ocean of ideas are birthed each day, Some hotfoot, dawdle, some, time steals away. If worthy ideas exist from within this mass, I take note promptly, for they’ll hurriedly pass. Where do ideas slumber once I’ve rejected, Do they await a second chance at being selected? Are these ideas now concealed where I can’t find, Or to another, has right of ownership been assigned. Or are ideas once rejected, from me, forever hidden, My rejecting an idea is not akin to it being forbidden.

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