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ii lunch iii over lunch i chewed with my few remaning while glancing in the mirror and i saw myself for the first time as i truly am and somethings slid into place i think they call it an epithany i have been trying of late through various discipline and just catching dissapearing but memories one would imagine lost have come to explain and raise further questions in my pursuit of me ..in knowing oneself there is taboo but what to do but in my reflection just for a moment.. recognition
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Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
lunch
ii lunch iii over lunch i chewed with my few remaning while glancing in the mirror and i saw myself for the first time as i truly am and somethings slid into place i think they call it an epithany i have been trying of late through various discipline and just catching dissapearing but memories one would imagine lost have come to explain and raise further questions in my pursuit of me ..in knowing oneself there is taboo but what to do but in my reflection just for a moment.. recognition
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Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
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