This Book
I have had it,
closed the door,
turned the page
read, absorb, apply and
move on.
A method
to the madness;
stagnation prevention...
no moss grows
on a bookworm.
Stagnation
clock-watching
dead end job a
dose of poblano
couldn’t spice up.
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