A spark enters what we perceive to be the universe, not innocence but purity manifested in Human Form. Free from agenda, a sponge that soon absorbs and learns from its environment. If we do remember what we are and why we are here it is soon forgotten. Newly blindfolded we fumble in the dark, looking to the lost that came before, but those that teach are still trying to remember our true essence.
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