The wandering mind. The meadows of thoughts.
Wandered far, wandered wide.
The heart and the mind, but they stay put.
They are where they were.
Friends come. Friends go. I stay forever.
Just an attempt not enough. Or not.
More fields to roam maybe, paths already again to trudge along.
Time again to condemn the guilty.
To point a finger at the person glaring at you from the mirror.
Time again for a change. Finally for the better.
Time again to make a new beginning.
Close all, every chapter truly. To open my mind.
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