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I always let the thoughts culminate,

holding me back to lesser version of myself.

The chains I have placed on my brain,

from years of pain.

I must break free of my thoughts and let the healing in.


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Navigating my mind is like being a sailor on the open sea. Avoiding the rocks and waves, trying to read the compass to figure out where I need to go next—but I never learned how to read a compass. I a

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