Day 1091, different.

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It started out as one, all the same

in time some told to go, change

falling to be replaced, worn down

still together in being, different.


Day 980, where you stand.

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Sometimes the point where it turns.

Is sought for, away from, yourself.

Whilst afraid to turn, where you stand.



What is the mark of liberation? No longer being ashamed in front of oneself.

Friedrich Nietzsche

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