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My mind seems to be at a blank Not being able to put pencil to paper And not having an idea to thank. A picture of a raging tank? It all seems to waver, My mind seems to be at a blank Ideas waiting in swank, My mind beginning to taper, And not having an idea to thank. A picture of a beautiful sandbank Seems not to come any clearer, My mind seems to be at a blank. A picture of a cliff with an overhanging plank Is not becoming any brighter; And not having an idea to thank. My thoughts seem to be minuscule and lank Making me seem like such a dreamer. My mind seems to be at a blank, And not having an idea to thank.
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Oct 19, 2011
Oct 19, 2011 at 9:21 PM UTC
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My mind seems to be at a blank Not being able to put pencil to paper And not having an idea to thank. A picture of a raging tank? It all seems to waver, My mind seems to be at a blank Ideas waiting in swank, My mind beginning to taper, And not having an idea to thank. A picture of a beautiful sandbank Seems not to come any clearer, My mind seems to be at a blank. A picture of a cliff with an overhanging plank Is not becoming any brighter; And not having an idea to thank. My thoughts seem to be minuscule and lank Making me seem like such a dreamer. My mind seems to be at a blank, And not having an idea to thank.
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Oct 19, 2011
Oct 19, 2011 at 9:21 PM UTC
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