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[hamletsquill]

I ran into the sun last night and left my old self behind, shrouded in its well-worn darkness, alone and naked next to its own shadow. I woke up at five with an irrepressible urge to move--to do something. The wind was my compass and the earth my water. Alone on the road I felt more alive, more at ease than I ever have before, letting my footsteps

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[supernebbish]

Eloquent.