Moral Musings

I thought I knew myself.
Lately, I wonder who I really am.

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Yeah, its been edited out.
A little too much truth.

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Yes we speak of things that matter,
With words that must be said,
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"
"Is the Theatre really dead?"
And how the room is softly faded,
I only kiss your shadow
I cannot feel your hand
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation
and the superficial sighs
on the borders of our lives. --- Simon & Garfunkel
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