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My Thoughts

My Thoughts Within Sometimes Don't Make Me Grin My Mind Wanders Like I'm Floating On Water My Heart Beats Fast Which Makes Me Not Laugh Why Do I Do This As If Hoping For A Wish I Want Good Thoughts Not Bad Or Tough Thoughts I'm Trying To Think Better That's Why I Write This Letter My Thoughts Keep Going Like A Thunderstorm Roaring These Are My Thoughts

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Joe Dimino

Date: 10/14/2022 11:42:00 AM

Thoughts are like a needle in a record. The more it is played the deeper the groves and harder to raise the arm up. They develop a life all their own, ruling us. Everything has vibration, from the sun in the sky to the people we associate with...and they effect us. Stay away from negative places and people. What we ingest we also become. Drink and eat wisely if possible. I'm not a doctor, just a fellow sufferer like yourself~ on a lifelong journey to autonomy. Best of luck. Excellent writing!