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I stumble and bumble through life, almost aimlessly sometimes. I struggle for the answers to unanswerable questions, but I try hard to believe. I pretend to know what I'm talking about, but for the most part, it's a farce. I act the part of someone in control, but that part, I've yet to achieve. I know I'm not the only one that clearly has no clue; but I think I'll stay in this ignorant bliss, because I happen to like the view...

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Date: 9/11/2012 9:02:00 AM
We worriors of ignorant bliss must stay strong! Love this verse! There is purety in the honesty! Cynthia
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