A curious examination of past events:
has led to this Conclusion.
(there is no Conclusion, I merely felt inclined to write those words.)
Today, as most days lately, is tapered with a soft mist, like faded lights.
Just happened to be, the most precious night
It is nothing exceptional, but it is warm and comfortable, in that haze we lie, without questioning. There is no burning desire in me anymore
Burn burn burn burn
And that doesn't worry me, at all. In fact, I'm happy to wait, until Fate so chuses to present this wily character to my hand.
I'd like to know what I'm fighting for, before I die.
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