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Jan 2024
My name short was uttered with reluctance in a room in which I was not in. Why ?

I wake up in the morning, and I understand why.
We are the same consciousness dreaming. We are connected. In the quiet silence all reveals itself.
Guadalupe S Partida
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Guadalupe S Partida  31/Los Angeles, CA
(31/Los Angeles, CA)   
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