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MY MIND AT WORK

MY MIND AT WORK

Sun coming up and my mind at work I do this all day long
I say I hear song playing some where so come long with me
My mind at work I find the sun in the sky don't say good bye
don't cry for me my mind at at work your so dry no time to die
my mind at work the sun going down I am no clown I went uptown
she wear crown and had frown on her face she was in place in
my mind my mind at work if this doesn't make sense so what
my mind at work

 

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Larry Ran

Dear Greg,

I don't mind if it doesn't make sense
Because that's on me, not at your expense
Your mind is at work, recording your thoughts
Who am I, to ever speak naughts?

Love,
Larry xxx

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

Einstein was considered strange because, he was a serious thinker...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Greg Etsell

thank you I am no Einstein but I wish I was

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pauline codd

ha ha...I draw interlocking flowers when I'm not concentrating, and I don't even know I do it...such a joy to see other's jotting randomly selective..

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Greg Etsell

thank you Pauline its lot fun to draw like that ones the page is full I trun it over and do more

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