Thoughts come racing in my mind,
quite so uninvited,
that doesn't mean they're welcome
they can leave me subdivided,

toss me into conflict 
of all that I believe,
if I stop to ponder,
things I can't conceive

being very usefully
to my own well being,
these thoughts so unwelcome,
can be less than freeing.

There will always be the influence
of things I will abhor,
but I can simply choose
to not listen anymore,

I don't have to ponder,
things with negativity
instead I'll fight to think on
thoughts more loftily.

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