Yes...you heard it before, perhaps even before I could.
The validation gathered in the accident of having found one's words been said before by someone dearly unknown really pleases...though the question as to who said it first remains indulgently unaddressed indefinitely.
The dawning of a thought often faces suppression leading to oblivion. Thoughts are decidedly sentimental. Thoughts are living. Thoughts are vindication of cognitive superiority. And thoughts are repetitive...imperceptibly. We shouldn't be ashamed of that.
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