Thursday, July 23, 2009

My mind

My mind,

It loves no solitude

A reserve of random thoughts.

Thoughts, collected and piled as I wade through my life.

Some moments bring me joy, I laugh

And yet some bring a tear, a drop rolls down my cheek.

No matter what, this mind of mine, adamant not to loose a memory.

Keeps them all; fresh, alive and open.

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