Inspiration
Thinking, thinking, thinking
It's what I like to do
Alot of times I'm thinking
Thinking about you
It's not something that's constant
No need to be concerned
It's just I'm always writing
But for a poem to be returned
I have to sense your presence
Here in front of me
Therefore I think about you
That's why so much, you see?
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