Thinking
Standing here in silence
my mind starts to wander
and we start to think
Oh how dangerous this could be
think of past things
then on to the present
until we reach the future
Now it's of things that we could do
things that most would not
Having that thirst, that craving
for things most do not want or imagine
Oh the bitter sweet of thinking
thinking that it could possibly be
So we stand here in silence
with a grin upon my face
Just thinking
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