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Words
Stop taking.
just take a minute to stay still.
A calm mind is what I crave.
The very bliss of life.
Although with out thought there is mistake.
To much thought and your mind goes blank.
Where is the middle the simple proses of thought.
A thought followed by a black nothing.
With The preparation to eliminate rushing.
Enough to be prepared.
Not to much,
But just enough So as not to be scared.
The hope for simplistically.
A human ambition, to common we beg for it optimistically.
Freedom of thought and speech.
But to control it you must first learn to swim against the current at the beach.
Easier said then done, action and evidence shown to be absent In the face of fear words seem to dissolve your point becomes unclear.
Words caught in thought, It's a dangerous game.
Don't think to much about what I have said you’re still trapped in this never ending game.
Overthink it and you might drown in the rain.
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Trinity Mcguiness
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