In the humdrum of your day
In the midst of work and play
A thought comes your way
A thought you've never had till that day.
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Our lives are so small
But our thoughts stand tall.
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Thoughts take hold of your mind
Thoughts of all kinds
Questions arise
To which answers you must find.
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And this happens
Even as the birthday candles increase, heralding and marking your age
New thoughts wait in the wings
And enter a well-worn stage.
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Quietly, without a grand entrance
They appear out of thin air
Thoughts that weren't there
And then that were.
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Our lives are so small
But our thoughts stand tall
A thought comes your way
A thought you've never had till that day.
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