Thoughts swirl like a tempest in my mind,
A never-ending storm of ideas to find.
They come unbidden, a torrential rain,
Pouring down upon me, like a hurricane.
In the midst of this chaos, I seek clarity,
To find a path forward, to break free.
And in the stillness, a voice whispers low,
"Follow your heart, and let your spirit flow."
With newfound purpose, I set out on my quest,
To find my way, to do my best.
Through the darkest night, and the brightest day,
I am guided by my heart, come what may.
And when at last I find my way,
I'll look back on this journey, and I'll say,
"I may have stumbled, I may have fell,
But in the end, I rose, and I prevailed."
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