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, August 10, 2024
A rather fast and second response.
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Someone has a long memory. I didn't think any of the old ones, who might remember, were still around? Let alone, if so, paying attention, watching?
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