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with so many things going on
it seems that my words are gone
skattered about through the air
floating around everywhere
i look for my thoughts within my mind
searching for what i cannot find
like speeding cars my ideas race
running around at a furied pace
no single thought can i hold on to
make sence of or bring into view
a million peices that will not connect
or meld together with some useful affect
so here i sit in my confused state
unable to get my thoughts straight
unable to purge the presures inside
with the things that i need locked in my mind
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