Waiting for a thought to materalize,
Which seems to be slow in happening.
Yet I ponder deeply to grasp it.
Yet it seems to elude me at all turns.
I will theorize in a different vain.
Where new thoughts will supplant old.
Grasping at the first thought. I succeed
In creating dozens of new ideas.
I shall take the wisdom of the new,
And from it create a special logic.
Ideas so fresh and different,
They surprise this poet no end.
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Love ya!
Jane