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Share, Discuss your opinions of life and uncertainty.... It's not my work in here, it's all yours, I want answers, satisfy my thirst,fulfil my curiosity, then I'll let you go, condemn my doubt, I'm not asking, 'tis a request of curiosity What is a thought but a screenplay in invisible space, a safe place to experiment with ideas before we speak? It is a ballroom for unseen dances, a race track for cars that speed without worry for the next turn. It is freedom to roam without the fear of getting lost, for all it takes is the bark of a dog to bring us home. Were my thoughts visible they would be a inverse explosion, crazy chaotic turns and twists of light all coming together to just one idea, to just one word. Though they spin in a way that appears without design or logic, they always dance their way back to love, to a way of living that celebrates life without damaging the very people we hold dearest.
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