Refilling my mind

Emptying my mind didn’t work.

I want an expansive mind, not a confined one.

I want an ordered, coherent one.

Where my thoughts, emotions, ideas and dreams make sense.Β emptying mind

I want them to spill, and flow.

Leaving an overflow of suspension, an never-ending intension.

Not to empty, but be full of confetti.

 

 

 

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