I want to paint magic o'er the world
I love to talk, to tell, to shout from the hills!
Like a valve though, it can come out too fast -
Too!
Much!
Information!
So I clamp it shut
and the bubbles of expression start to congregate
and gather fit to burst.
Appropriate outlet.
How do I find this?
Steady stream, let the river flow.
Find a day a week where I let it come out
and spend the rest of the time enjoying the stew of words,
communing and gathering form within.
Thats it then: Find a day.
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