Inside this tangled mind, I am silent. Thoughts fly past but catch hold of nothing. Distractions litter the path before me and obscure the path behind me.
Sounds a bit like myself when trying to concentrate on reading something with subtlety and exaggerated nuance. Pourquoi nous faisons tout saboter nous avis quand nous voulons clarté le plus? Parce que nous aimons lutter avec le moi?
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