Swallowing Thought
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A search in times of crisis, the inner dwelling thought of questions that reveal inside of what we keep covered by masks. Humans spend countless hours lost among rights and wrongs, wins and losses, and even more time questioning who to blame. Life...it happens when you aren't looking!
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