"So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key" Already Gone - Eagles
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Thursday Poem
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I look in the mirror and I see a man. I blink, and I see a woman. But, I am I. I don’t feel any different. How can I be both? Can both survive? Will one have to be destroyed, in order for the other to live? Will I still be me?
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