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July 20, 2014
Pause for awhile.
Let your thoughts
branch off at the
next roundabout.
Escape briefly
into the unknown.
except, there is no unknown.
Only familiar ground,
constantly coming around.
It’s just a trick
that the mind plays
with ones emotions;
a calming balm,
a soothing lotion.
There’ll always be
a next roundabout.
Whether to take it or not,
well, that choice is yours alone.
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