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...breathe and live to the sound of music and the noises of serenity, the quiet sounds of crowds, the inner intuition,the intoxicating passion of all i need, of all i dont desire, the sweetness of pain and the anxiety of happiness...Sounds contradictory huh , well none of this is me except maybe a little. Why am i writing all this? I have no idea, sometimes thoughts pop into my mind and I just write, something about spilling thoughts out like ash or dust into the wind. Well i can say this Im a dreamer when the night falls and weirdly when I sleep I live...A realist by day, except none of it seems real to me...funny huh another contradiction, well its not me its just something I write. Straightforwardly mysterious or unexplainably truthful, surprisingly I have no idea!