My mind is a swirl.
It twirls and whirls and twists.
It never is quiet, it never is still.
My mind is a swirl.
Unceasingly inventing, endlessly creating.
My mind is a swirl like a tumult ocean
rocking a sailboat back and forth until it overturns and
dumps out all of its beautiful contents.
My mind is a swirl that encompasses my body,
lifting me up,
bringing me down.
My mind is a swirl that twirls and whirls and twists.
It never is quiet, it never is still.
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 5:36 PM UTC
My mind is a swirl.
It twirls and whirls and twists.
It never is quiet, it never is still.
My mind is a swirl.
Unceasingly inventing, endlessly creating.
My mind is a swirl like a tumult ocean
rocking a sailboat back and forth until it overturns and
dumps out all of its beautiful contents.
My mind is a swirl that encompasses my body,
lifting me up,
bringing me down.
My mind is a swirl that twirls and whirls and twists.
It never is quiet, it never is still.
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