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Mirror, mirror on the wall, help me discern my noble call
who am I, I desire to know, I’ve read a lot and talked till dawn.
I’ve roamed the world and compassed wide,
but in the end experience shows that
reflexive praxis deeply speaks.
©Paul Cannon
Never, ever discount soul companions or journalling in deep reflection on life and direction.
Paul Cannon,
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