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What is the Definition of a Thing?
One thing I cannot live without
Something passed for generations and praised or talked about
One thing that, although I could physically live
Mentally I’d be hollow, pale, and with lack of positive
I draw blank, nothing, emptiness
And not because my options seem endless
But because I have nothing that I could not get over
Nothing I wouldn’t forget as I grow older
That is unless I bend the meaning
And changes what it means to call something an thing
To allow for our possibilities to stretch and grow
One thing I cannot live without, I know
To call my life miserable without
I say it is my mind, with lack of doubt
And not my brain despite its mesmerizing capabilities
But the idea of my thoughts and it’s possibilities
It is the little voice in my head who keeps me company
Or who can make me laugh because I deem me funny
The one who has been with me since I could think
My brains who helps when life makes me wish to sink
I marvel at my accomplishments despite so small
My brain, my anchor, my heirloom shawl
I love the way the my brains mold and changes
Our conversations together could fill the pages
Of my life, our life, and all we have been through
I owe my accomplishments all to you
My thoughts, they hug, and kiss, and hold me tight
And like a mother, you raised me right
My one and only friend when times get rough
You listen true when I have been through enough
Like soulmates, my mind and I are inseparable
I realize that without my thoughts, life would be unbearable
Me and my mind have something that could never be replicated
My mind is the only thing that I am sure cannot leave me jaded
And if it did, I feel as though every other pain in existence
Could not compare to the pain of losing myself in an instance
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