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Feb 2016
Comfortably numb is no longer what I am.
Extraordinarily loved is what I am now.
It's a joyous and winding road that is constantly changing, and moving, and soothing.
All the while only unbearable when you forget to stop,
Smell their flowers and admire their weeds.
priscillaislove
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