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Inspiration


I look up to the sky and sun To give me inspiration They tell me that they’re down to none Due to past generations I look for it in every place, Sound, sight, smell, and sensation; in every person, every face Throughout the population It’s caused many great achievements The mother of creation It is the fuel and aliment Of our imaginations It is the enzyme that we need For our minds’ activation With it the stars we can exceed There are no limitations I’ve learned that it cannot be found With one’s determination It sneaks up on us with no sound And no anticipation This exotic creature strikes us When we’re in isolation I look down at my book pages And see it in quotations
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