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Dear Universe,
I know this face you turn towards me. This faded incarnation of lessons I have forgotten, and will learn again. I chose this path long before your solar heat blessed new flesh. Made the list of trials from the unending choices you place before that which I was, will be again. I know this face....perhaps I will see another, in time.
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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