i know now that i am not one person perhaps not even just two maybe three, maybe infinity all squeezed into this one body not nearly big another for all to breathe if only this soul could dance free spiralling in all directions growing like a djinni-bubble sonic boom until it was free and we could all go our own way and find out, and find out just what is true... ah well, oh well, i'll just struggle and wiggle about a bit thinking about my soul dancing... maybe that's why i'm always so itchy.Birth sign: Cancer
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