The Thinking Man
The Thinking Man is always thinking
Thinking of the best kind of writing
Writing of some kind of rhythm, so he is listening
Listening for some kind of inspiration coming
Coming close to breaking
Breaking down and stopping
But then something
Something wonderful he starts thinking
Thinking about the joys of living
Living the life that the pen is creating
Creating the vast world never-ending
never-ending is our own imagining
Imagining is the mind spending
Spending precious time writing
Writing about the wonderful things he is thinking
So the Thinking Man is always thinking
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