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  • The Essays of my Soul
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    These are my memories when I was a Dot of Light, where I was everythig and everything was me. I knew all about me before I totally forgot it. Now my way is to remember who I am, who we are, what all that is. I learn, I taste, I feel. I don't compare. That is just me - my Soul who is always a small Dot of Light of the...