hen I first started writing,
Driven yes, I seemed.
Like a dream when fast asleep,
The director was not me.
When I was asked the reason why
My answer was not clear.
I have no clue, but I do know
There is some purpose here.
I know it's not for money,
Fame a real big fear.
I'd like to help if I can
Tip tapping in my ear.
These ideas, I'd like to share,
They do not belong to me.
I'm just a tool, to jot them down
The message I received.
I know when all is said and done,
If I'll just bide my time.
I know the dance will come alive,
Oh look, the time's arrived.


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