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Jun 2018
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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Mark Donnelly  Melbourne, VIC, AUS
(Melbourne, VIC, AUS)   
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