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My life is a frenzy, it's a nonstop paradise parade. I live it from moment to moment and they're each unique. What is the past but a story and the future but a hope. What is the now except for forever here. Words... They tumble from me, like so many ponies in a stampede. Where's the reason? I'm hunting it down. How many pieces make a whole? And not just a whole piece. Where I wander I wend a way. Even where no way goes. So this girl is, cyanide on your breakfast cereal. Danger!
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I am quite ethereal sometimes, I get all dreamy about spirituality and think thoughts like "what's as the basis of ourselves" or "what can society in an awoken age really achieve"... New ageism is sooo spacey like that. 
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