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Take this yes, no, always go where there is much more to be said about all that there is and isn't. How can I know where the sun will go, if no one will tell me where I need to go? How soon is the now that is mostly forever, but never to be here and yet always gone tomorrow. Doe the rivers flow across the mountain only to find on the other side that there is more or less of what there was already not on the other side? How can the sky be so vast and huge when it is already what it is and isn't, yet is up so high and now knows as well as the Earth, all that it is.
I read somewhere that if you do a lot of "free writing"-- writing nonstop and just letting the shit flow, even if it doesn't make sense, it'll make you a better writer. *shrugs* Who knows.
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The most important thing in this world is love.
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