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.. there comes a time when we realise .. what we think of people is really just that .. what we think ..

and not what they are ... not by a long shot...

and the question of what to do remains in the room.. heavy and ominous .. like the stormclouds i see..
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thunder rolls and lightning flashes with a wrath and vengeance that's brilliant to behold ...
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maybe thats my answer