thoughts fly by
like shooting stars in the sky
a glimpse into the mind
like a photographs flash
its frozen nano-seconds
each and every time
what created the idea
who controls this mind
from the moment i wake
this brain is hard to keep quiet
with random moments of clarity
not a sound is hear
spontaneous combustion
or enlightenment...if you will
those are the times
i enjoy most
those are the times
i live most
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