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The unknown  air to breathe just so concealed   rushing down the memory lane a thing caught the mind’s eye unknown dreams and indentured places the very delusion of certainty. with the turmoil pilling up gratifying or tainted unable to asset. justification being like the secluded love possessed by the sun for the moon self created agitation seems immortal ignorant of  the elucidation present within ** being insightful of the self is the key to ease**
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
The turmoil
The unknown  air to breathe just so concealed   rushing down the memory lane a thing caught the mind’s eye unknown dreams and indentured places the very delusion of certainty. with the turmoil pilling up gratifying or tainted unable to asset. justification being like the secluded love possessed by the sun for the moon self created agitation seems immortal ignorant of  the elucidation present within ** being insightful of the self is the key to ease**
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
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