does it really matter?
are boundaries self saboutaging limitations, man made structures erected to preserve the inner sanctity of humanity under the guise of morality? antiquated idiosyncracies which disguise inner fears smothering the umbilical cord of release, whilst holding captive the souls destiny to experience its definition of self?
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leigh
just someone who loves playing with words...
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