Sparks | Dissociation | Wisdom | UnionThe ending of the divide is the beginning of union…
The journey of searching for answers has made me somewhat a cynic with the approach of a stoic…
I thought I was the mold that keeps changing forms in the fire. I am actually the fire that emits and transforms on its own.
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