Advice Quote #7067605
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It's incredible how an error of thinking in your Worldview,

_{It's
incredible how an error of thinking in your
Worldview,}

_{can be a matter of
Life or Death.}

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Alpaca Prophet *

posted July 13, 2016 at 5:57pm UTC tagged with advice, quote

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