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It takes two to let go. Right.
Left.
Right.
Wrong.
Sounds like life, like dancing, like making all the mistakes.
And it is what it is all about.
Go make yours.
Don't trust yourself too much.
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The first time, no ambitions. Don’t want to style my text. I do wonder where this will lead me, though. And at some point in time, when it becomes obvious to everyone but me, as everyone but me will be free to jump in and jump out of my continuum, I might find myself attached to a line in time. Then I hope I will still be able to place the time and to disconnect. So call it practice, or what you will because it has a purpose for me and it might be useful to others, no more than that.
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