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When I think of Nene my heart becomes full of hope. I think "Ah, yes, this is the way forward - it's all clear to me now" but then I think of something that isn't Nene and I forget my path.
This is existence for a cloudtomo, constant oscillation between the extremes of clarity and confusion. One day I will cut a path through the haze, I will rightly divide the measure of a life lived well.
Until then I'm just a stranger on a foggy road.
