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A troubled mind - Poetry Group

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I speak but I dont understand.
I listen, without comprehesnion.
My mind is simply a strand.
My thoughts are without mention.

Do I or dont I?
Do I breath?
Do I sigh?
Do I live?
Do I die?

What does the futrure hold?
What does the present mean?
Listend and u will be told.
Listen and the past will be seen.

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Does anybody really listen when we speak or will we have to say it all again next week

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