The One Thing One Cannot Replace
As I walk along the deserted path,
Unsure of who I am or where I stand
Thoughts as loud as a marching band
Not a lone moment does one hath.
Irreplacible. irreplicable, the mind is
Not just mine, but yours, hers, his
All bright, full of life and hope
What we use to help us spin out or cope.
The one thing that without cannot we be
Imagination, intelligence, personality
Some see it as a hinderance, some a vice
Yet, without it, what would provide life? Advice?
One thing to never be without is a mind,
For it is real, physical, and yet abstract.
It holds secrets, all the world's stories and finds,
Never can it retract.
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