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.
Saturday, July 22, 2023
Midnight music?
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Something. Enjoy... or split.
Nancy. A year older, and... yet... so very much younger.
It... might be getting along that next time. Time to go.
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