The Sisyphean challenge of sitting still Comes to me sometimes, A river battering at the dam of my self-control, A swarm of butterflies fluttering around my head, Pulling at my hair Flying faster Faster! Pulling at my heart Till it wanders out my chest To greener pastures Where horses roam and freedom rushes Flowing faster Faster! Washing the dam right out of my mind.
Until suddenly- Slam! Book falling Book building Building a dam A trap of formulas and readings
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