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The Conception of a Dream (Free verse) by wilco
The conception of this idea came,
Not as easily as I might have hoped.
With a pause and a wistful sigh,
There are thousands of conclusions.
Startlingly similar are the plains
From one coast to the other.
Like film projected to the walls,
They stay the same until the next frame comes.
To quiet these thoughts
Is the goal of the wasted and youthful;
And to keep them in the forefront
Is the curse of the aged and foolish.
There are no planned actions
And no meetings for formulation.
For second glances and lost ideas
Are at best, the seeds of creation.
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.6666665
Weighted score: 6.3333335
Overall Rank: 854
Posted: July 31, 2004 7:00 PM PDT; Last modified: July 31, 2004 7:00 PM PDT
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Why are you unbelievable nincompo'ops using Word to write plain text? Would you drive an aeroplane down the street to buy a News-paper? Yes, you would. And then you would log onto an Internet driving forum and complain that your car's wings kept "bumping into trees".
For what its worth, I didn't notice that on yours - until you said something. Now. Yep.
This has a nice cadence, btw. I think for me to make sense of it would require a little more analysis on my part - and then I might not agree with it, so - have an 8 for the benefit of the doubt.