My thoughts are the mirror of my soul-a song my heart longs to sing. Sometimes the words don't rhyme or even make sense and I am afraid the world will never hear its unique beauty.
My thoughts are me-good and bad. I embrace them as a mother embraces her child-lovingly and without judgment.
My thoughts are not always kind, but like the ocean-overtime the gentle motion softens and smooths away the roughness.
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