I'm Starting To Think...
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Complete Fri, Oct 17, 201456m
...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is...
If you just smile,
You'll see the whole world.
Now just smile.
{Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
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