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Nov 2013
My actions are the echo's of my thoughts
My mind has created me
Who am I without thinking?


I am nothing
Thoughts are powerful
They can destroy
Just as easily as they can make
What is my flesh without my mind?


It is nothing
It is useless
It is as strong as dust


It is my mind that has made me
Only through the mind does flesh find reason
I apologize. I am afraid this poem might be as jumbled as my brain.
Written by
hlof
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   Sean Fitzpatrick
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