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RCW

Thoughts are flowing, gliding through my mind
Some stick, catching on the jagged edges of my consciousness
Those thoughts wrap around securing themselves
The others quietly peeping their opinions as they disappear
Thoughts tug at my mind
The confuse, they solve, they sit and ferment
Growing ever larger, more complex
Hard to understand on the outside
But inside they are crystal clear
To find the inside I must accept
Accept them and learn with them
Thoughts develop ever more in my mind