The wind blows fierce through the window seems, whistling secrets of far away places that call me by name to come out and explore the forgotten lands of the outer realm. To often I fall complacent to the warm surroundings of my inner world, so much so that it takes a great amount of psychological persuasion to bring me to the surface of my own imaginative reality.
Love,
ME
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