To think is to drink,
the Conscious Mind express,
to stream is to place,
the speech is too rest.
The path to a find,
the dream for a time,
the words to the proof,
idea's are the sign.
The doubt of the Self,
the sickness to well,
the depth of rehearse,
are words that just fell.
The practice to slow,
thinking too fast,
information is being,
a life with sum tracked.
The construction of sentence,
a difficult find,
not only in Poems or Riddles that rhyme,
but in the addiction of Texting in time.
Main Line
Reality is,
the bitter truth of such do's,
the Script of know form,
develops a storm!!
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