Thoughts
Thoughts
I have so many things to say.... well thoughts. I guess at that point they are thoughts. I have so many thoughts that I want to become words... or writing. More like a paragraph I guess or a novel of thoughts. But sadly I have all of these thoughts, no I'm glad I have all of these thoughts. These thoughts are me, if I could know exactly what "me" is I would guess it was these thoughts. Even if I've stolen most of them and twisted them to be my own. Maybe just maybe I will find a way to get them out but for now I guess I'll just ponder my thoughts. Until I find away to get them out.
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