Thoughts
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From no where they come
And like a tide strike my mind
Being unable to hold, they scatter
Like sea shells all around
I pluck a few of them
When they stick to my heart
Like a gum or pull my string
like a fish
Under the cover of a mist
Carefully I carry them home
To put on pages for you
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