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The man of thoughts


His mind is in a constant state of rapid flowing thoughts. It truly is the worse torture to be bestowed upon a man, for the one thing a person can never escape, Is there self. One will be stuck with their self forevermore, without escape. A man is trapped in his mind until the day he I finally laid to rest. It wouldn’t be till that day, he could finally be at peace. All the thoughts, the anxiety, the depression, the disappointment, the anger, would finally have come to an end that day. For that man would be in a place far better than the earth we call home. He would be in a place where he could watch over his decedents with pride and joy, as they went through their journey in life, doing what that man never did. Becoming one with their self. 

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