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2 Children at Play
Swept away by Imagination
and so each day
One awakes to find the other.
Poke with a stick and say
"Come off, come off and play"
They traverse through photographs of unsettled times.
Through the thick forest of
words and lies,
and the concrete containers of lost lifetimes.
To find an idea to shake the world asunder.
Hours spent, growing restless, in their search
never to find the One that moves with
thunder.
At the end of the day, they gather all
The one etches the floor
the other pasted the wall.
Ideas to rest their heads upon
and dream until tomorrow's dawn.
and so each day
One awakes to find the other.
Poke with a stick and say
"Come off, come off and play"
They traverse through photographs of unsettled times.
Through the thick forest of
words and lies,
and the concrete containers of lost lifetimes.
To find an idea to shake the world asunder.
Hours spent, growing restless, in their search
never to find the One that moves with
thunder.
At the end of the day, they gather all
The one etches the floor
the other pasted the wall.
Ideas to rest their heads upon
and dream until tomorrow's dawn.
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