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| The heart with a mind of its own.(Be present.) | The mind with a heart of its own.(It's past.) | The dream that is your waking life.(Go there now.) | |||
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The Demon Who Thinks Of You
What Did You Think Of Me Then? "Oh, it's a couch." "So she was my same size?" "I don't have many friends." And What Do You Think Of Me Now? There is the discovery and the time of discovery. There is the ruminating and the PMS and the drinking. There must always be gratitude, even in the midst of self-imposed misery. There is too much to think over and feel bad about. There should never, never, never be regret.
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