and i have concluded that i am maybe almost probably INSANE. like seriously? wow. my mother must be so confused. you all must be so confused.
what i wanna know is
where does this stuff come from?
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and when she looked, she saw the sun.
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."
so we will think and speak and write and dance, and by the scars on our hands and the lines in our faces, they will know that we are a free people.
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