Perpetual Thoughts
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Nov 17, 2016
We never stop thinking. Right from the day we were born, until the day we die. We think continuously, and those thoughts are stacked up inside, everlasting. And so i call them, my perpetual thoughts.
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