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Jun 2015
I'm a over thinker.
I think to the point of not comprehending my self.
A thought branches into another thought and branches into another thought
In a few minutes, it becomes a tree.

When I get attacked by too much thoughts, I start to break down.
I cry without even knowing why I cry.
Maybe I'm just scared.
Scared of what?
I don't know.
Mishy Kim
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Mishy Kim
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