The Most beautiful thing anyone has ever written me, thankyou so much.
Like every story, this one begins
Once apoun a time...
A minute, moment, or lifetime,
I cannot tell.
I found myself in the middle of a wood
Among broken patterns of forest light.
Afar beneath a Grand Oak, I saw
A young girl, lovlier then the Air I breathe.
Violently she wept
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