I haven't been entirely present here. A glimpse; my writing is like the wine that I drink: always mindful of the required breathing time. Sometimes I wonder how long will it be until I finally say something. 2, 19, 42 years.
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I am blankness, the contained center of an 'O' ; The pyramidic containment of an 'A' )
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please come back to us.
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Released into wind so are you, too.
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