Back to writingThough why I'm bothering to say so on here is beyond me. I doubt anyone still checks to see if I've updated. Ah well, such is life.
A giftI realised today I carry the stigmata of your affection. A sign sent ever, only to the truly devout. While my eyes did not cry blood,A gift
my heart poured forth with water
and I was succoured to know you where the wellspring.
Upon my introspective meanderings,
I came upon a valley flowing with fire. The flora and fauna remained unconsumed by the flickering,
licking,
teasing,
tasting
flames. As I gazed on the valley,
taking in it's breathtaking glory,
I spied in the distance two mountains
of such
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