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Nov 2018
There are too many thoughts
Whizzing round and round

Around
And around
And around
And
JUST STOP!

One at a time
Get in line

It's all a bit much
I can't process you all

Concentrate on just one
Or none would be fine

Some peace
Some quiet
A respite
From my mind

A holiday from the places
That my brain takes me too

A place of just nothing
Where I don't have to think through
The multiple things
That don't really matter
Shouldn't really matter

But do
Do really matter
To me.
Written by
Dea  25/F/Cornwall
(25/F/Cornwall)   
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