Sunday, November 8, 2020

Awake but...

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Well?  It's been... touch and go for a while now.  Why?  A dozen and one reasons.  A thousand and one?  Can't seem to live, or die.  Feel awful?  Feel good?  Doesn't matter, can't get to things either way.

Oh yes, this... This... a thousand times, this.
And, someone is out there, tickling the mnemonic and etc.  Oh, but... it's... okay.  I don't mind.  It's... probably... no threat to you.

Some games are more dear, and easily, readily, playable, than others.

A few jabs, pointedly, in my direction?  It's... sort of... cute.  Jabs?  Or better, or worse?



A response.  Be... careful.  You could lose an eye.  Best to cast it out yourself, should it cause you to sin.  Oh... I know.  I know!  Isn't it?  Not a curse, only a... reminder.

Some flirting... or recall?  New and old, throughout.  Interesting.



Just... be careful with your wishes.  I do love.  I do.  But I'm... as you've suggested...

not always myself.

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