Random thoughts
they're like my friends
the only entity
on which I depend
these thoughts
take me everywhere
free me from something
yet giving me nothing
maybe that's a lie
they have handed me gifts
like Alaska
like Chrys
my hopes
my dreams
my goals
my beliefs
all are the gifts
of my random thoughts
my secret plots
things that develop for naught
i know there will
be those that
have a problem
with how I've written this
well, boo
and hoo
it's my style
not yours
I've left the path
I originally started
and remember not
the shore from which I departed
this has no scheme
no pattern
and I've come to realize
it's losing its meaning
so, this I end
and return to my friend
Hello there, random thought
What gift of the moment have you got?
Don't read this, just go past it please:):(
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