Oh my right brain be my right brain, guide my
Left hand across this still uncharted page,
With words that tell you where they wish to lie
And hopefully can open up a cage
Or two. Speak to me inner voice I need
A clue to which way I should really go
Could you perhaps just plant a little seed
And let me know just how to make it grow.
Imagine falling through the thinnest ice
Imagine being washed away with words
Imagine floating far above advice,
Or flying with the feathered wings of birds.
So bits of brain allow me to do this,
Then help me gather all the things I miss.
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