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I forgot to forget that I was  – and wasn’t – and not wasn’t.

So I became. and wasn’t until I disappeared and became.

I saw nothing through the mist between Now, but you saw your self, and followed You with stoic trust, to Is as in Life which is Good. Between motion which is all we know, but all except everything.

 

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