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Feb 2016
Our shadow dwells, most of them we created them from hell.

Its the monsters we feed, the suffering of our identity that creates the hell.

Only unity can make peace with the shadow.

Its the ying and yang, the eye of a needle, the one true self that can make you well.
Stephen Leacock
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Stephen Leacock  Guyana
(Guyana)   
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