My mind thinks infinite. Bursting with possibilities. It is a constant battle of juggled thoughts. Scribbled with memories, discoveries and paradoxical sentiments. It acts like the weather. Unpredictable in many ways. Beaming with ideas or clouded with indecisive choices.
My mind is a runner. Focused and determined. Passing through a vast tunnel, my consciousness knocks at the realm of my soul. Balancing on a stream of compassion. Perceptive of the aesthetics. As it bridges the gap that lightly touches my heart, it is when my mind finds peace. Slowly drifting into the ocean of my own universe.
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