i remember the commercial real clear
this is your brain
this is your brain on drugs
any questions
it was short and to the point
an egg
a frying pan
a sizzle
it kept me clean
to a point
i think in pictures
and words
and colors
i think logically
and in the abstract
numbers move in my head
like clouds cross the sky
or like mosquitos hunting for your arm
after it rains
i think in hues of pain
and in hues of joy
i think like a man, a boy,
and even get in touch with my feelings from time to time
i think to learn
to grow
to teach
to believe
to dream
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