It just feels so wrong when you think about the self and wonder about the term or the point in time when this self existed because you no longer know it; not that you ever had the pleasure to meet this so called self.
Wait, did I say pleasure? We are not sure if it would have been a pleasure or not to meet self, but at last you would have had an option as to decide whether you liked self or not...but today it's not that point in time. To introduce confusion, you do not know if it had been the past you were talking about from the very beginning or if it was the future you were asking to know about...either way, you have a feeling the self just feels so wrong before even making its acquaintance.
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hmm, the river dam is frozen these days...
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