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Feb 2014
Some of us try to hold honesty to our biggest lie, even if it means a little of who we are must die. Allowing those fictions space in mind, will in time only ever bind. We open our eyes to behold what this world holds, but in turn we turn our back to our own soul. Look in and not out to see whom you might be, before this world turns you into who it wants to see.
William Welch Jr
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William Welch Jr
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