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What to think.

Have you ever had no clue what to think?

You know what you should think.

But it's not completely what you do think.

Well, imagine that, then imagine it never ending.

This is how I feel.

All of the time, it seems.

I'm tired of it.

It's not fun anymore.

I need you to tell me what to think.

That is all I need.

Knowing what you think would also be helpful.

But for now all I ask of you is this;

Tell me what to think.

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Sep 14, 2010
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