like waves in the ocean...
thoughts in mind are in motion...
stop they never even at request...
my mind asks for a little rest...
but this movement of my creation...
are in their own form each a supplication...
for my thinking place to keep working...
and not end up like others' rusting...
so the so very kind... my dear mind...
shows a little kindness and doesn't wind...
these thougts and shut the lid...
but lets them play around like a child...
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