New
My mind gives birth to a new thought
With each time that I was thinking
Child of my mind is given life
I give him reason to live as I write.
The blank landscape is now filled with
Couple of words that take shape
My mind never thinks of skinny thoughts
Instead I think of fat and out the box things
One of the vast words that found the way on my page
Put a new child between my new son
They are working together so well
Toss a new daughter in time. These will argue and fight
Throw an entrance in the middle of a sentence
Few traps here and there
I just gave birth to new poem
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