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Stripped down and vulnerable. Chilled and uneasy. There is a ringing in my ears that tells me I am alone here. There is no path to follow, no star to guide, no candle to light. There is only the truth and the dark, empty space in which I will si...

Stripped down and vulnerable. Chilled and uneasy. There is a ringing in my ears that tells me I am alone here. There is no path to follow, no star to guide, no candle to light. 
There is only the truth and the dark, empty space in which I will sit myself and craft an idea, sifting through fables and memories until I arrive at a meaning. Here is where I will begin to write. 

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