Forget Regret

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Being alone is greater than being separated

If I leave myself, I lose myself

Thick fines for slick lines

Quickness lacks steadfastness

The firmness to embolden

Plucking feathers as if only fur sheds


Parts of a whole are the connected understanding amongst a whole lot of parts

Being myself is self-discovery

Done for myself, with myself, by myself, to myself

My invisible inner self deflects the auditing audiences of the ordinary world's ordinances

Thought for myself, with myself, by myself, to myself

Metaphysical confidence viable even in the faces of lackluster clusters

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