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Sometimes too much is going on to focus on one thing. But, in the times when your mind is so blank, like paper just carved from a tree, you crave to think something more than numb. One thing that we dont realise is that we have the most thoughts the minute we are born.
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
T H O U G H T S
Sometimes too much is going on to focus on one thing. But, in the times when your mind is so blank, like paper just carved from a tree, you crave to think something more than numb. One thing that we dont realise is that we have the most thoughts the minute we are born.
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15/F/Lost
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
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