Thinking

Things that help me think more clearly:
Are cactuses. 
They love me, and I have a spine that is spiky, but just one.
Things that make me think.
Are.
My mom went to the restaurant.
And ordered everything off the menu.
Except what I like.
But that was a dream haha!
Things that make me.
I do like riding my bike.
I don’t, but I do.
I would ride it, but they don’t let me.
They do, but not across the world like I’d want to.
Make me… make…me 
Think more clearly, please.
To. Go to school. I go to school. I fail, but if I could think more clearly then I wouldn’t.
Anyway, I collect coins. 
That are lively. 
With faces that look at me, and there’s more on the other side of this world.
Sometimes, I think clearly.
Other times…
Are other times.
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