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I feel like I'm looking for something. I feel like I am looking outside of myself for... a mirror. That what I am trying to find is not outside of myself. I know that I contain all that I need, like an overful trunk; I feel as though I need a light source so that I can see pick through the jumble. I am in my own dark castle where I have been trying to find my way without a candle.

I'm afraid there is an open staircase in here.