She couldn't help but wonder what it was that had
changed. By appearance there was nothing to indicate
any difference. That surface level assessment was
content with its status quo. The more she thought
about it the more that feeling increased with a nag
that couldn't free itself from her.

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I saw down with the explicit idea of coming up with
a setting. A quiet place, one that might be familiar to
you. The kind of place an outsider cannot enter with
out the utmost of trust. A quiet place, a place of
contemplation, a place of pondering, a place where
the inner machinations of the mind run without
censor.

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Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go