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Jan 2019
I told someone the other day that I often feel out of place, even out of time. I feel like a book in a society that has no patience to read, much less comprehend, any longer. Some of my pages are fragile and very few get to read those. However, transparency is how I’ve turned my pain into purpose. It’s how I connect with and sometimes help other people through their own struggles. I accepted this feeling of being out of place...I understand it to be partly because of my commitment to peace in a world ravaged by conflict, strife and war. But I’m forevermore committed to being an active presence of peace and to help others find it.
Be at peace!
Edmund black
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Edmund black  39/M/NJ
(39/M/NJ)   
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