Ever Decreasing Circles
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Ernestine Northover
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I'm staring at the carpet, trying to pick out a pattern in my mind.
Ideas float about with no resting place.
I need to think, to start building something positive in my life.
Which road to take, such indecision, spinning my brain in
ever decreasing circles.
I must stop. I must decide what my next move will be.
And so,
I am staring at the carpet, trying to pick out a pattern in my mind.
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