Echos of thought race through my head

Ghosts of original intent

Repetitions to an already there presence

Sometimes so loud they block out my current thought

Removing me from the moment

Echos distorted each time they bounce off the walls of my mind

Something new added when not needed

I try to quiet them

Allow the thought to flow without need for commentary

Parallels drawn

External is internal

Internal is external

I am the space between

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