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My Thoughts and Words
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    Time 33m
Complete, First published Feb 13, 2016
I think too much. I think too much on what I'm going to wear the next day or what I'm gonna do. How the characters in movies should have done this and that. What I would have done in other peoples shoes. Writing seems to clear my head. I don't think when I write, its as if my hands have a mind of their own, and the words just pop into my head. I don't think when I write, I just do it. So here I have made a new book, just for my thoughts, for all of Wattpad to see.
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