She walks in beauty.

That line always brings the same image to my mind, for some reason. I am always reminded of a woman walking alone, clad in black, her breath just warm puffs in the night air. I imagine she is a woman with many secrets, a woman misunderstood by society simply because she prefers to do as she wills, and not what a man demands.

Meh. Byron.

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I want to discuss self-actualization but at the moment I’m too tired. This will simply act as a reminder for me.

Goodnight. :]

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