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Creativity

My darling, Do not crank up creativity Before the time is ripe. Remember,


She is a seed That must grow through the darkness In the gaps and cracks of time To bloom when she Is ready.

You cannot cram her in, Force her out, Or hype her up.

For fruit picked early Is always bitter But the fruit which is picked At harvest time Is sweet.

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