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Thoughts
As I sit here staring,
At the road ahead,
Lonely and forgotton,
Without a bed.
The thoughts that are concealed,
Inside my hidden mind,
Are thoghts not suitable
For the human kind.
All of my concidered thoughts,
Are just tossed tot he side,
For no one to see,
And no one to find.
~<3 Jade <3~
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