OctagonOctopus

Bugs, bugs, bugs.

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Bugs outside in the woods,
Bugs inside our minds,
Bugs in computer software,
Bugs in social systems,
Bugs in our perspectives and beliefs,
Bugs in all our fear,
If bugs were not bugging me,
Oh where would I be!  


The how is what you build, the why is in your heart. 

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@Truth Addict

As you can plainly see,
All that we think is me,
Is a tree.
Find the best pot,
Get the best soil,
Love pulling love towards love one must be loyal. 


The how is what you build, the why is in your heart. 

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@Cocolove

I love bugs,
They are what tugs,
Me not to hide under a rug!
 


The how is what you build, the why is in your heart. 

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big bugs

small bugs

floor bugs

wall bugs

short bugs

tall bugs

black bugs

red bugs

trash bugs

bed bugs

live bugs

dead bugs

plant bugs

street bugs

cool bugs

neat bugs

smash bugs

eat bugs

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@XYZ  

Looks like you have a lot, 
Cooks sight says an issue,
A house filled with rot,
Go grab some tissue,
And clean up all your snot!


The how is what you build, the why is in your heart. 

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This is lovely :x

Sometimes I have to stop myself from stepping on a bug, they are there if we take notice. They have their missions, if we don't interfere. 


Check out my lucid dreaming anthology series, Stars of Clay  

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You have a real shell silverstein thing going on there :) 

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@seeking_brilliance

The burden of a bug, 
Needs nothing but a hug,
Never we lug,
Always we mug,
"Everything is not so snug!"

 

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The how is what you build, the why is in your heart. 

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@Mulky

Trees that give,
See all things live,
New fruits they bare,
You too may wear,
To their dirts,
The hurt reverts,
All into air.
 

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The how is what you build, the why is in your heart. 

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