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This is what my mind ends up in at 2 am. Words that fill my mind, words I don't let out, but here will. They're private public thoughs and feelings, from me to no one and everyone.All Rights Reserved

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To be completely honest, it's just a load of randomly plucked words from the air, infused together with some punctuation and their job is to represent the bunch of emotion I, - a tired, caffeine filled, late night worker- threw together in hopes that I would touch a passionate soul trapped inside a body with a thought-provoking mind and rapidly beating heart. To all the readers, dedicated or not, there is a 'sequel', The Second Wave. Click my profile and have a peek, I think you're going to like it.

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