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Free Flow
Thoughts free flow,
Not to speak,
Just to write.
I hope to find something there,
So that I can talk about it.
Still nothing comes to mind,
Still nothing is found in that entry,
Yet hope continues to prevail
Knowing something will be recovered from it
These incoherent thoughts soon remix,
Forming what was longed for.
Un answered questions,
Hidden in these writings,
Revealing them selves to my gaze
Finally allowing me to be whole again
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