When I wish not write, I come here. To relieve my thoughts. | 
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 As I navigate my way through life, much like this great web site.  I get lost, Like being in a small forest I know the edge is near.  "Where oh where" I cried out.  It never answers back.  Then one day, I awoke with a clarity known only to me. The Beginning of One 
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	#12. Writing passed my bed time, should come with a warning. 
ID #856415 entered on August 4, 2015 at 2:35am 
	#3. a writer miss fires one word, you laugh about it. 
ID #807279 entered on February 16, 2014 at 4:21pm 
	#2. Finally, my own space, my own place for bared thoughts. 
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