What a strange concept!
To see others as such. To see ourselves in this muck.
Strangers. Be it not a being without seeing, we can never be strangers.
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No matter the foreign predicament dictates, there are no strangers.
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Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
📙 Wrote a book, a Reality Check, believe it or not!
The muck and the mire.
Truth