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| silentbob | i can't let the ghosts of my regrets and worst nightmares cease storming into my head and scaring up the peaceful memories | 010915 |
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| monadh | i change to turn and look back seeing only my fading return | 010916 |
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| minnesota_chris | From myself goes all my productive energies, my words, teachings, and the food I cook. They pour out into the big cauldron of the world, which simmers and stews. | 030710 |