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Have any of you ever looked in the mirrior and realized that you are a living breathing person? A single soul, or maybe two trapped inside a body. Most can see, hear, taste, smell. I can't stand that feeling, to realize I am the spawn of two people, the soul creator of my own future, my own destiny. I have free will, I can choose. To write this out, or go to bed. I can choose. To stay focused on this feeling or divert my attention to something else entirely and get rid of it. I can choose. Right or left, oatmeal or bacon, Live....or die. My choice, my words, put into action have consequences that can affect those around me to feel or react. Or react to their feelings. Live or die, live or die. *laughs* Luckily... I have someone I have to live for. Without me, she would cry. Without me, she would not feel. Without me, she would choose death. So in that mirrior I stood, looking at myself, the spawn of two people, the creator of my own future, and I let my imagination run. I closed my eyes. A room, a couch, two people, one dog. A TV, the touch, the kiss, the love. And in the end I realized, I am here...no, we are here because of love and I will go out giving love. Maybe to the most unlikly of people but they will deserve it and I will give it. My future, my past, my present, is love.