An Idea


An idea is hard to silence.

It builds in one’s mind

Slowly at first

Gaining traction

It begins to take up the real estate of the mind

Shrinking other ideas

But an idea cannot disappear

It is always there

Waiting for its moment

Always living.

Just a simple Idea

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One Response to An Idea

  1. yasniger says:

    Reblogged this on yasniger and commented:
    Shiny

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