I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Friday, August 23, 2019
Who... who is there?
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Strange responses. A few thoughts interspersed. Payment in full.
Time?
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