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A fight with my thoughts

My mind is not settled, inside there's a lot of commotion.
Digging and trying to come up with a potion to help
the wheels of thought stop turning in my head. It's
weighing my brain down heavier than lead.

Trying to slow down my thought process. And to be
frank, it doesn't seem as though I'm making any
progress. But my fight has grown stronger to try to
put it to rest.

Debating and trying to see what's my next move.
Trying to stay focused because I have something to
prove. I just want my mind to stop its fast pace and
and go back to my steady groove.

Please allow me to slow it down a bit. I want a clear
head so in the dark quietly I plan to sit. Sanity is my
target and that's what I'm aiming to hit.

I want to try and regain my control. But the way my
brain is going it won't be free so I will have to pay a
toll. But I won't give up, I'm just going to work even
harder to reach my goal.

I'll attempt to put my thoughts to rest. I truly think it
will be for the best. I know it will be hard, but I think
I can pass the test. And I won't just sit back and allow
my thoughts to play the host and my brain be the guess!

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