Falling Ideas
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Taking rhythm in hand, enjoying it's beat
vibrating against my intellect.
Easy and measurable, it twines around my
subconsciousness, squeezing ideas and
letting them fall consciously onto reams
of paper without hesitation.
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