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The good writer seems to be writing about himself, but has his eye always on that thread of the Universe which runs through himself and all things.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciosness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossoms in its freedom from boundaries and all things are possible.
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