Hypothetically
if
i could collect
some song lyrics and piece them together,
bit by bit
would i create a masterpiece?
creativity
comes and goes
too quickly, before i can gather my senses-
and realize
that it would return.
so
as i sit in a noisy crowd with nothing to do
ideas will come
and i must let them free-
before
they escape my fragile grasp.
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