In the early afternoon
With nothing curious in mind
Staring blankly at the open air
I let my friction springs unwind
Flashes fleeting on my palette
Above a canvas full of deep
Waiting patiently for aspects
That I discovered during sleep
Tugging on my memory loops
Where a new idea implied
Reminding me to be amazed
At all the simple things I spied
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