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Plug on Creativity

creativity

slips away from me

the more time passes

and the longer i'm connected to

the technological world

pseudo linked to people - just people

disengaging myself

unsure if the trade-off is worth it

am i pulling the plug to my tangible reality

to give more power to an intangible one?

when the crop isn't cultivated properly

the seeds don't correctly grow

but there are a few of those seeds

in the field of my creative minds eye that have adapted

to this waterless ground -

a sparse few that bloom every now and then

and then quickly die the moment they bloom

as if trying to show me how beautiful it is

its up to me to grow them again.

but why should i?

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Nov 9, 2010
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