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There are things that my brain loves some of which I know not. It isn't  that I can't remember It is just that I  believe I forgot. And so I continue acting insanely figuring that is the way that I am un-til I, pass a mirror (a wall mounted mirage) come face to face with my hall-luci-na-scam Stories of what I like, love, and fear tales of my woes their numbers are legion! The who's  I am NOT. The whys long forgot. The if's and so whats and how to act during the joyous holiday season :)
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 9:46 AM UTC
Smile And Nod
There are things that my brain loves some of which I know not. It isn't  that I can't remember It is just that I  believe I forgot. And so I continue acting insanely figuring that is the way that I am un-til I, pass a mirror (a wall mounted mirage) come face to face with my hall-luci-na-scam Stories of what I like, love, and fear tales of my woes their numbers are legion! The who's  I am NOT. The whys long forgot. The if's and so whats and how to act during the joyous holiday season :)
ken-deford
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 9:46 AM UTC
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