A Commotion of Notions

A commotion of notions is in motion in my mind.
Questing for that great idea I fear I'll never find.

The girl that's lost and can't get home
A secret colony of gnomes.

A race whose fiction lives and breathes,
The heroes arrive, but will they leave?

The dashing hero with his gleaming sword.
A world repressed by a dark warlord.

A computer containing the second coming,
All these ideas are in the running.

The fight between two brothers; twins,
Their battle finished but no one wins.

A race living their lives by prophecies,
Everyone looks, but no one sees.

World domination, as plotted by mice
To stick to just one idea would be nice.

A commotion of notions is in motion in my mind.
Questing for that great idea I fear I'll never find.

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