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I should have learned mindfulness, and it__ too late now because it__ no good learning it when you__e already in crisis: you have to start when things are good. But only the very, very oddest would think, Hey, my life is perfect. I know! I__l sit and waste twenty minutes Observing My Thoughts without Judgement.
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I should have learned mindfulness, and it__ too late now because it__ no good learning it when you__e already in crisis: you have to start when things are good. But only the very, very oddest would think, Hey, my life is perfect. I know! I__l sit and waste twenty minutes Observing My Thoughts without Judgement.

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