so she must walk. and so she walks.
so she must cry. and so she cries
so she must leave. and so she leaves.
but where does she go?
it is perhaps best that i do not know. for in pursuit i will go. anywhere.
the illusion of the one that should be, is dominant. therefore i am nowhere, but near her.
She will answer me.
if i call.
would i?
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I like your blog. I like your writings. I like your thoughts.
I am beginning to like you too.
Special it is, to gain praise from someone who visits my realm, outside my tiny circle of acquaintances.
It is very much appreciated.
Yes dear prick.
time and time again you have instilled the word naught into my thoughts. You have not given up.
but neither have i.
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