The Stimulus
When I am all by myself
Lethargy possesses me
And the creativity lying
Deep within me, oozes out.
I become intensely alert
Inwardly and sit quietly
Pondering, over the
Meaning of existence.
I glide with the wings of
Feelings and imagination
To soar into the realms of
Varied visions of creation.
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