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Apr 2018
Many people glare at television for hours,
Yet sitting still for one minute is like eternity,
As my mind will travel to foreign lands.

When my brain is active by vigorousness,
I am high on the participation of cause,
Seeking out missions that provoke reason.

Each time I read or write,
Iā€™m escaping to heavenly places,
To a paradise that excites the thinker.

Almost always active with meaning,
As my attention span thrives on results,
Spending hours on joy that grows purpose.
Michael LoMonaco
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Michael LoMonaco  35/M/New York City
(35/M/New York City)   
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