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Curiosity

Curiosity is nothing, Nothing in reality, It is something, Something that causes your mind, To jump to conclusions, Without knowing the circumstances. I never tried going past curiosity, But I presume, I never shall, Because Curiosity gets the world spinning, Spinning in motion, Spinning out of control. It also keeps the world, From falling, Falling below it's standards, It does keep my mind working, Working fast with stuff, To good to work with on paper. I don't know how, How I can possibly control, Control Curiosity, But then again, I think, Curiosity can take care of itself.
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mukul
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Mar 11, 2012
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Do you know the proverb - Curiosity killed the cat. I really think it was Curiosity that made me write this poem.

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