My world had for some years been in that place my experience had been of it's rules and systems and when I remembered that the real world was a wide and a varied field of hope and fears of ecitment and sensations awaited those who had the courage to go into its expance to seek real knowledge ....
I was no longer the same . I believed I was content to the eyes of the others usually even to my own. It doesnt seem as if a property were gone but rather as if a motive has gone ...
And now when I speak you cannot be always sure wheather I 'm pleased or the contrary.
It's pity that doings one best doesnt answer.....
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