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Stripped_1my_biRtH…iwas born 2dream &liv wid it, stil luking for myself, confound, &impetuous 2deliver my avowal of self-divulgement &probing mode 2let go of my caginess, retinence, &inhibitions. Sumtyms, I tend nt 2move so fast dat I try 2change d mores faster dan pips can accept it bt dat doesn’t mean dat I do nothing, it only means dat I do d things dat nid 2b done according 2my priority. my_dEcisivEnesS…2often d decisions I made R orignted &given form in bodies made up wholly of pips, or so completely dominated by dem dat watever of special value I huv 2offer is shunted asyd w/o expression.

my_Lyf…I gain strength, &courage, &confidence by each experience in w/c I rily stop 2luk fearful &lost ind face. I must do those w/c I think I cannot. I cud not, at any age, b content 2take my place by d fireside &simply luk on. Lyf was meant 2b lived. Curiousity must b kept alyv. I must never, 4 watever rison, turn my back on lyf.

my_HapinEsS…Wid an adequate tym, sumhow, I wil wilingly accept a reduction in d things w/c R not really essentials 2happiness bt w/c actualy consume a gud deal of luv dat is spread by many, in order dat nt only I bt mor pips may huv those things w/c R essential 2happy living, wid dat I may luk, I beliv, 4d dawn of a new day.

my_LoVeUnconsciously, my character shape myself 2mit d rqts w/c my dreams put upon my lyf As I grow older I realize dat d only pleasure I huv in anything is 2share it wid sum1 else. dat is tru of memories, &it is tru of all I do after I reach a certain age. d real joy in things, or in d doing of things, jz 4d sake of doing or possessng, is gone; but 2me d joy in sharing sumthing dat u lyk with sum1 else is doubly enhanced. Jz lyk if, as I can’t help suspecting, d dead also feel dpains of separation &being alone, den 4 both lovers w/o exception, bereavement is a universal &integral part of our experience of luv. Luv is sumtyms denied, sumtyms lost, sumtyms unrecognized, but in d end, always found wid no regrets, 4ever valued &kept treasured.

my_fEaRNow d question wud b, as i chose 2b besotted of serendipity, wil I b bequeathed of my obsession, or 4ever wil I linger wid my desolation? I don’t want 2live, I do want 2luv first &live incidentally…
…damn, a diRtbag…stOLen& buRned…

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