If you could follow all of the thoughts in my mind, confusion would enter your life in a very short time.
Always something new appearing from different ways, which ones should pass, and those that should stay.
I can't have good and bad thoughts at the same time, trying to keep a balance is like walking a fine line.
Taking in stories that pass me all day, the same words to one can be different to another in many ways.
None of us will understand every word in our time, before assuming, always ask questions to ease your mind.
Tom Maxwell copyright07/03/2005
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