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Apr 2018
When I asked him what he was thinking,
he said nothing.

He can do that apparently,
just sit there, relaxing.
His mind a calm sea.

I am always thinking.
I cannot stop.

Waves and waves of thoughts,
always attacking me.
I fear one day, I might drown.
Madeline Killeen
Written by
Madeline Killeen  25/F/Massachusetts
(25/F/Massachusetts)   
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   ---, Shadowhollow and Sam
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