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Dec 2020
Floating by my face spiraling smoke into the night
On one too many restless evening a new ember I light
Never care for what I'm looking for
I never know what I'll see
I don't remember what was life before
What tomorrow came to be
I'm sure people go to burning man for all the philosophy
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Cognitive Conflict  29/M/France
(29/M/France)   
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