Creative Force
T Tom Billsborough
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The miracle of Life
Lies in our dreams,
The randomizing seeds
Which energize compulsion
A dark creative force
Beyond our comprehension
Forcing us to sing.
We have no option
But to fashion it in words.
We cannot stop their flow.
I am but a violin
Continuing on its score
Until the final note is played
And the melody is complete.
But I do not decide.
No, I do not decide!
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