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When I solve a problem I'm never there nor here Anxious waiting in the wings For something new to fear

Maybe a learned behavior Things I hid in my youth A need though some so trivial Umbrella without boots

Hands sometime shake on family stay Is it alcohol or pills Maybe it's codependent Maybe I need more thrills

The problem with solutions They're always here or there When all's calm in imperfect world Paranoid window (creaking) stares/stairs

When I solve a problem I'm never there nor here Anxious waiting in the wings For something new to fear Maybe a learned behavior Things I hid in my youth A need though some so trivial Umbrella without boots Hands sometime shake on family stay Is it alcohol or pills Maybe it's codependent Maybe I need more thrills The problem with solutions They're always here or there When all's calm in imperfect world Paranoid window (creaking) stares/stairs

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I like this. I like this a lot.

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It's for you, me, and anyone else. Didn't think it anything substantial, but thought I'd share. Maybe some would feel the same about my repost of the Happy Wanderer, which this inspired the reposting of.

Now you're making me want to listen to Pink Floyd's Pigs on the Wing

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Funny, I've had Shine on Crazy Diamond stuck in my head all day 😂

Real talk though, it's nice to see/hear someone else describe similar experience to one's own.

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We got this. Nigger

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Do not encourage Poetry on this sub or you will be banned.

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Should you feel so bold, feel free to pen a poem, or short story here, while you are under the beautiful duress of the midnight's oil.

Hmmmm...