My thoughts are dancing, running, spinning round
Around the spaces in my head they bound
As oft they circle wildly, I have found
When I do try too hard to be profound
My thoughts are dancing, running, spinning round
Around the spaces in my head they bound
As oft they circle wildly, I have found
When I do try too hard to be profound
A Poem A Day 
You are often profound, and you make it look easy!
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