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It Was Demeaning To Scrape Affection From Virtually Everyone You Encountered. That Was Immature.

It Was Hard To Remember In The Heavy And Sensual Clarity Of These Mornings; I Forgot Whom I Hated And Who Hated Me. I Wanted To Break Out Crying From Stabs Of Hopeless Joy, Or Intolerable Promise, Or Because These Mornings Were Too Full Of Beauty For Me, Because I Knew Of Too Much Hate To Be Contained In A World Like This.

I Did No Know Everything There Was To Know About Myself, And Knew That I Did Not Know It.

It Is A Sad Day When One Looks Back And Sees That His Largest Regrets Have Become Some Of The Most Integral Elements Of His Dreams.

Peace Is Indivisible, And The Surrounding World Confusion Found No Reflection Inside Me.