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It runs through my mind like all the time, Going this way and that, What is up and what is left is to much, If I think right I might lose, If I go down I go far, Why go anywhere at all? When all I have is here, Right inside my mind.
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
Right inside my mind
It runs through my mind like all the time, Going this way and that, What is up and what is left is to much, If I think right I might lose, If I go down I go far, Why go anywhere at all? When all I have is here, Right inside my mind.
What is rumination? What is its purpose? Is there a purpose?
mark-donnelly
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
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