I entered a plane of being where nothing mattered, save the infusion of joy brewed within my body. What had begun as a delicious distention of my innermost roots became a glowing tingle which now had reached that state of absolute security, confidence and reliance not found elsewhere in conscious life
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I would come visit you except I have work of my own tomorrow.
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always with your jobs and not writing and eating bunt cake... what's with that? Really? No I mean I'm serious, what's with that?
When are you coming to visit me? Are you? What is this? I'm not made out of sandwiches...
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