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            <title><![CDATA[000 - Looking in the Mirror]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2021 20:59:40 GMT</pubDate>
            <description><![CDATA[Reflecting into My eyes is a light that wraps around My body to illuminate all that is outside of Me. This is My inverse - I shine from the inside. I can only see everything I am when My eyelids are closed. The windows to My soul are made of a two-way mirror. What I see is: an image of My life. What You see is: Your reflection in Me. Certainly, You are not - I or Me, as I know Myself. However, to You - I and Me, are what You are. Denying Your truth would erase My existence.. So, if You are bo...]]></description>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reflecting into My eyes is a light that wraps around My body to illuminate all that is outside of Me.</p><p>This is My inverse - I shine from the inside.</p><p>I can only see everything I am when My eyelids are closed.</p><p>The windows to My soul are made of a two-way mirror.</p><p>What I see is: an image of My life.</p><p>What You see is: Your reflection in Me.</p><p>Certainly, You are not - I or Me, as I know Myself.</p><p>However, to You - I and Me, are what You are.</p><p>Denying Your truth would erase My existence..</p><p>So, if You are both I and Me, We are one and the same.</p><p>The golden rule adores thy neighbor, yet We all live in the same house.</p><p>My brothers and sisters - I propose we keep the blinds open and let the sun bare its beauty.</p><p>For what I see - is a dream of Me planted a long time ago in a field of We.</p><p>-Maclin</p>]]></content:encoded>
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