Poem # 61- Rubix Cube

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6 sides, 6 surfaces, 6 colors,
5 months, 5 minutes or only 5 seconds?
Untouched, incomplete or solved?
To be nervous, calm or bold?

Solving the rubix cube,
Gradually switching the sides
To get stuck, to overlook or to collide,
Are the only choices for you to provide.

As you sit there, shuffling the colors,
And as your eyebrows slowly furrow
Shaky or stable hands that you kept turning—
But alas! Now you're just keep venting!

Venturing your breath is as comparable as its solution,
For every turn could be an upside or a downside,
Keep turning, shuffling and trying—

The colors can guide you; it'll bring you back to the proper beginning.

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