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Jul 2018
Truth be told, I don't think I'll ever find my 'thing'.
I'm coming to terms with that.
There is no need for me to try and attempt a reason,
a drive, anything of the sort.
My drive and reason should be allowed to flow such as water moves:
Cycles.
There is no purpose, other than to move and do and be.
I can do anything, at any time.
There does not have to be a thing I subscribe to, because if I am honest with myself, I am bursting at the seams with movement and non-movement
and that is okay.
Megan Pasnik
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Megan Pasnik  26/F/Lisbon, Portugal
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