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Howling winds in a deserted mind,
A Tumbleweed of wild thought strolls by.
Do I chase or do I follow,
I'd just lay here in my wallow.
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Something feels uneasy with nothingness,
An instinctual need for constant stimuli.
Unending Craving for a thrill fix,
The Ego becomes the best ally.
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A Boring trail of Mental blocks,
A mindware waiting for update.
Life in an underwhelmed sand box.
Starved rocks, parched and cracked.
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Embracing the gift of boredom.
Inner springs of manna and sprout.
Not afraid of thoughts of nothing, 
The source light is within not without.
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<h5>Thanks for reading, You can have a look at [my poetry collection](https://steemit.com/poetry/@abmakko/my-poetry-collection)</h5>
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