Thoughts gallop across the mind
leaving images like footprints on sand behind
Sometimes swirling like full blooming crops
Sometimes descending like soft raindrops
Making imprints like a child works on his art
or dying out like a broken heart
Sometimes confusing already jagged nerves
Sometimes soothing like a soft smooth verse
Whatever they do they don’t leave you alone
Making you cry or smile when, you'll never know!
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