Why do we think?
Is it because we endeavor to live life on the edge, on the brink?
Or just to discover the joys of a world well aware
of wherever we wish to adventure, even our "castle in the air”?
Perhaps we care to imagine, and dream,
of magical fantasies, in which we rule supreme.
Maybe we desire to learn all that the Earth has in store,
and, to our heart's content, explore.
Yet others decide to live life in the fast lane,
thinking about rolling and racing (yet again) .
Possibly your only purpose is to find the answer first,
thinking, "Who said first was the worst?"
Others decide to take it easy, and live life content
that a life well rested is a life well spent.
No matter why you think, you can dream rest assured
that it all started with only a single word.
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