© MSK 8/31/2018
How many faces can you see every day
Before you start forgetting their names?
When do the streets you drive all look the same?
Who can remember all the great people you’ve met
And still function throughout the day?
Do the songs you keep writing all sound the same?
It’s not that things aren’t fun
But it gets a little old.
Looking for a rainbow won’t help you find gold
No matter what you were told.
How many repetitions can one person perform
Without their thoughts wandering everywhere else?
When do we notice we’re not even there?
It’s not that things aren’t fun
But it gets a little old.
There is no rainbow and no pot of gold
No matter what you were told.
MidiMike 
This is deep and Wonderfully penned down
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