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β¦what I imagined seeing God would feel like. I was satisfied. Until the bliss disappeared. Poof. When the high was over, all I knew was that I wanted more. And more. And for me, that was the beginning of the spiritual addiction.
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Nevena Pascaleva
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A writer of evocative fiction and introspective personal essays. Owner of the publication "Tales of Blue".
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