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MY YOUNG FRIEND

Babble babble ... don't understand.

Sentences don't make sense.

Confusion ... what did he say?

Conversation feels so intense.

 

My young friend

has trouble with mind,

Trouble with words to find.

Talks in circles, in steady streams.

 

Constant jumbled thoughts.

Words tumbling out of mouth.

No pause in between.

No conversation, just listen.

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Written by
Country-Girl
77 / F / Minnesota
Published
Dec 12, 2020
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My Young Friend is about a young man, who was a friend of my son's before he passed away. He has no real family of his own, my family is spread out ... so we've kind of adopted each other. He has some mental issues, which are not serious.

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