Move

Cyclical cycle of repressive mind
Incorporated into the sublime
Subtle substance drives forward the desire
Voices align sung by a church choir

Turn the tables on whatever remains
Allow for growth adaption refines change
Probe intensely reconstruct and process
Repeat, repeat, repeat, constant progress

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.