Yearning yogis yearn for the yoke of yogic yoga,
yielding to the yearnings of the yin and yang energies of the universe.
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Steffany Pope
Dealing with mental health problems has been hard. I've lived my whole life believing that no one understood me. I realized, my mind is not for others to understand; but for my edification of self awareness. So, I write to understand me.
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