Posted on November 30, 2015
by Helena Toto
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We do all sorts of things we’re uncomfortable with. We become all sorts of people we’re uncomfortable with. We keep changing, so slowly at first that we never notice until one day, we look in the mirror, and the eyes staring back are unfamiliar…
Category: belief, Fear, happiness, hope, life, longing, meditation, Prose, Transcendental, Uncategorized, whyTags: belief, fear, happiness, hope, Ideas, life, pain, prose, Transcendental, why, you
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