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Attention: This is a piece of paper. This is an awesome piece of paper. This is an extremely awesome piece of paper. You can not deny its awesomeness. You can not deny its extreme awesomeness. This is an extreme piece of paper. Wonder what makes it so extreme? It does extreme sports. It goes extreme bungee jumping. It goes extreme skydiving. It attends extreme eating competitions. It’s met Oprah one hundred and seventy six times. It’s also very very awesome for a lot of reasons. It’s met the president six times. Not the current one. Oh no. The next one. That’s right, it knows who the next president is. If you thought a bl

It was just so magical. The delicate hem of her white dress seemed to dance around her ankles as she twirled around, kicking up the fallen leaves at her feet, dancing around the fallen trees. Each leaf crunched underfoot with every feather-light step. Light streamed through the high canopy of trees, making her auburn hair glow in its grace. There was never a time that she had felt more at peace. Inhaling the warm autumn air, she took off deeper into the woods, waltzing here and there to the music only she could hear.  Trunks and branches flew by as she spun through, dancing towards the unknown. Looking ahead, she spotted a small clearing. A

Dear You, You are you and I am I. so who am I? You will tell me “you are you.” But we have already established the fact that YOU are you and I am I. I am not you and you are not me. Me is I. I am me. Wait…I am I so I is also me. Yet you are still you and not me or I. If I ask who you are, you will tell me “I am I” or “I am me” or maybe “I am myself.” (So that manes I is me and also myself.) But you are you I can not identify you with me or I or myself. Because I am I, me and myself. But maybe, just maybe nah it couldn’t be. Could it? It’s impossible. I can’t imagine how I could eve