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Thinking about how much growing up I have to do, but how wonderful it is to be doing it. I feel like I am at a place right now where I am learning so much. I mean, I used to think I knew what I was talking about and what I believed, but recently I have realized that I really have no clue and even more amazing I actually am starting to figure out whta I do know and what I believe in. It's such an interesting process, all this reading and discovering.
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I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
T.S Eliot, "Preludes"