Thoughts
Thoughts
They come to me
Why pretend
Some we act on some we don’t
Some bring me shame
Some bring me honour
Some bring me good things
Some will bring me bad things
Some will make me rich
Some will make me poor
It’s the good thoughts that count
Bringing happiness joy and laughter
It’s what we act on in the end
That's life.
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