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Shakespeare's Orphans
We all have thoughts
They're in our heads
During the day or when
We take to our beds
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But where do thoughts go
When we're brown bread?
Do they expire when we do
Or emigrate instead?
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Do orphaned thoughts stray
Seeking a new home?
Is the air alive with ideas?
Does a corps of notions roam?
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And is that where poetry begins?
Idling like taxis, do rhym...
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