adhd
my mind - it wanders without rest like a bird, it darts - in and out of place it circles wide - then slips away as if to mock its hunters' gaze wild, unbroken - this feathered beast no cage - perhaps a pill - can hold it still through time, it flies - like fading mist it leaves no trace - just a void to fill
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