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Jun 2019
It feels like my mind is running away.
Holding my thoughts at ransom.
It's hard to think, not knowing what to say.
My ideas feeling random.
Coming and going with no start or end.
Constantly spinning my brain.
If only I could find a way to mend.
All the things that cause me pain.
I have faith that things will finally change.
No expectations of how.
Knowing my abilities and my range.
I can make this happen now.
Following love and life I know I can.
Never give up, that's my plan.
Xander B
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Xander B  United States
(United States)   
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     Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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