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Curiosity

What is curiosity?

Is it red or is it blue?

Does it have wings so it can fly

To places beyond the new?

 

Perhaps it's a mole

Burrowing deep in the ground,

Searching for things

That can never be found.

 

It must be hidden in a cave

Upside-down like a bat,

waiting to be awaken--

Or is it more than that?

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Dec 7, 2012
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