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emptying out boxes discarding things I no longer need rediscovering treasures I had frgotten I had as I break down each empty box, I feel a little lighter, more free soon the things I have been hoarding are all gone, and I can't rember why held on so long one room down, few more to go I wouldn't miss it for the world
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Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
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emptying out boxes discarding things I no longer need rediscovering treasures I had frgotten I had as I break down each empty box, I feel a little lighter, more free soon the things I have been hoarding are all gone, and I can't rember why held on so long one room down, few more to go I wouldn't miss it for the world
Metaphor for decluttering my heart, mind and soul.
silas
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Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC
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