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There is no creativity inside me I think I ran out
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I have to go get some From the Creativity Spout
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It's just over Thought Island Between Memory and Facts
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It's more of a traveling sailboat In the Ocean of Exact
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Once I refill creativity From the beautiful ImagiLand,
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I'll travel back on home Where Procrastination foils my plan.