Homes I've HadShower away the hours. Practise, patience, power. A stretch, and a leap in the night-the powers might only be waking. The day starts, and though the rhythm is sweet & the sentences neat, the beat lies at home and the home borrows & borrows & burrows, and waits until there’s no one around, until the time to strike, without sound.
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It's cold outside. Hope you're warm and rested.
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Thanks for the comments and well-wishes.
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Interpretations, eh? Mayhap I'll come up with my own too, after the exam-induced craziness period is over. Yes, that sentence was wrong in so many ways, but I excuse myself.
Post more, the multi-headed friend-monster demands!
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Highest praise ever! :D
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Very nice.
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