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Thoughts


Lately I have been having thoughts 
thoughts about my past, about my future, about my present. These aren't predictions, these are just thoughts. I don't know what I'm supposed to do,
what I'm supposed to do with them. I'm dreaming about me, running from my past, walking to a new future but I'm always waking up in my present. 
These are signs, signs that I cannot avoid because they are trying to tell me something but I feel exhausted. They make me exhausted, these thoughts control my mind. They only let me see what they want me to see.
I'm the observer of my own mind
 
 

 

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