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Lives full of threads connecting to occurrences that force us into characteristics we no longer feel connected to.

We are full of strings being pulled by those of our pasts, attempting to pull us toward their ideas of futurs worth living.

Cut them all as if your eyelashes are made of razor sharp convictions and live as you wish.

You are not a puppet, but a person.

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