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Oct 2017
As I wait for the bus
Is there anymore to discuss
My brain says yes my mouth says no
I am always over thinking but where do I go
The world is so big but yet so small
The sun never shines on me today
Why is it so dark I can't find my way
I am slipping in a hole
Get a grip god has a plan for your role.
Overthought
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