Stoic

I think of..
Thinking..
Then I loose..
What I was thinking.
When I choose..
To forget..
Everything comes..
Back to me..
Over thinking.
Holding on..
Took a deep breath.
Slow down..
On thinking.
I close my eyes..
And follow the words..
That come to me.
While thinking.
Sinking into the past..
Picking the ones..
From the cast..
Who gave me..
Reasons to think..
Thinking of the pieces..
Mimicking a life..
Forming chunks..
Truncating into..
Reflections depicting..
A somewhat stoic glory.

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