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The Clockwork Boy Dreamed

The clockwork boy dreamed.  To the clockwork boy, it seemed, That all the books he’d read With boys and men of whom its said They dared to reach beyond their state And out of need, fulfilled their fate Doing deeds, that were great So maybe clockwork boy could be More than clockwork, he would see.  The clockwork boy waited.  He dared to dream a time was fated For him to reach beyond his state And do a deed considered great So wait he did for proper time In meantime reading prose and rhyme Dreaming big he hoped to shine So maybe clockwork boy could do A thing that poets will write too.  The clockwork boy observed.  Watched for needs where he could serve Based not on gifts he bore innate But hoped that gifts were born of fate So plunging in when need arose Not a dipping of the toes A head-first plunge is what he chose So maybe clockwork boy could trust That though he lacked, it’d be enough.  So clockwork boy acted.  And gears and springs were all impacted...