Scratching softly inside a mind, talent wishes to be let
out to spread itself around.
Fascinated by the outside world, wanting to create the
inherent abilities for all to see.
Imagining circuitous routes, settling in among reality of
current affairs and duties.
Officially recreated within a constant nest of wisdom's
knowledge, set forth in prisons of creative talent.
Rainbowing on the world, living dutifully and sharing.
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