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we're cut from the same cloth.

was sitting waiting for the tram today looking at the other people standing around and wondering if they "knew" or if they were just "living their lives" like it was all "real" and "mattered". i think about this kinda crap every single day.

thanks for the book reading, i appreciate it.

pure spirits we are.. just listen to a baby under age one laugh. a sort of loving, joyful, trusting magical musical sound from the soul! that baby laughter is where i want to be! that is as close to heaven as a human being can get.

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