Got dots.

Inside a chair that shrinking feeling

As the chairs move about slowly

They rub against each other selecting

For a small army of thinkers

At shining globes molding from

Overuse

Children in chairs doing numbers

Then a big chair appeared

A great wave did came

And dots were found

Melting on the beach.
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I think there are things more receptive than love..

Love is secondary to more spirited ideas.

Love seems more to do with sacrifice and even problems to gamble on.
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