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I Racked My Brains

Mar 11, 2025
1 min read

Which in so many years

I thought of a brain-box shaking

Yet, it is not a torment either

 

To strain and grasp

At figuring a strategy

Some new piece of business

Filling an empty idea, a piece of paper

 

Is it not rewarding?

Which is why we are laden with distraction

As an earnest think shares quality

With hard exercise applied to the body

 

It should be necessary

And is in the real world, with its long-term storms

So, rattle your brain

Fill in the unconsidered

I have found it always daunting

Yet, so very rarely unrewarding.

 

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

 
 
 

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