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The words have run their course

The words have overflown
And I look back to see dreams I cannot comprehend
For my mind has grown ill
And my own thoughts may have betrayed me

I am reluctant to express my emotion
In fear that they may consume me

I have been guided through strange roads already
With only my own words to blame

I have become afraid
That I have opened my mind too much

Hear me when I say
The mind is a place of your own making
Give it enough power and it shall think for itself

I must step away
And I am uncertain of what will come
I care not for these words
They will fade

I only hope
That I may find the will
To continue to share my emotion once more
I hope that one day I can share my history once more
I must look away for now.

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I'm not so sure of a few things right now. I don't know if I will be writing for a while.
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For my mind has grown ill??????

mind never can go ill
it may go hayward
and then
meditation
is the only plausible remedy
to control it
and CONCENTRATE IT

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