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Hi,your piece just got me thinking.Most humans live and die without ever knowing who they are.We live a large part of our lives focusing on the unimportant things and worrying that we forget take a minute to be with ourselves,to get to know ourselves better in order to love and appreciate who we are and to be able to live with ourselves. 
we are distracted so much so that we fail to realize when we are in tune with ourselves thus we eventually stray into becoming complete strangers before realizing how lost we are . 
conscious write .
Toju

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