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I have questions, like why do some go before me, Or why is it that the hairs in my left nostril grow faster than those in my right? What thoughts or images filled my mother's mind while she retreated into it, Not recognizing those she brought into the world? There must be signs Somewhere, For someone As to how I can get answers. But more importantly, are these the best questions to be asking?
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Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
Third Age Musings
I have questions, like why do some go before me, Or why is it that the hairs in my left nostril grow faster than those in my right? What thoughts or images filled my mother's mind while she retreated into it, Not recognizing those she brought into the world? There must be signs Somewhere, For someone As to how I can get answers. But more importantly, are these the best questions to be asking?
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Maryland
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
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