To walk through the door
of unlimited possibility,
we have to leave behind the story we tell
about our past.
~JoeDispenza
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of unlimited possibility,
we have to leave behind the story we tell
about our past.
~JoeDispenza
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COME into the garden, Maud,
For the black bat, night, has flown,
Come into the garden, Maud,
I am here at the gate alone;
And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,
And the musk of the rose is blown.
-Tennyson
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