Thoughts and roots, poem (178/365)

Brain filled with everything
Grasping for something
Ideas become like friends
Sparking new memories
And exciting imagination
But if you don’t create
You won’t water the friendship
And the idea will wilt
You must harvest the garden
Constantly

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