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Road watches as I write this post, because she knows that this soundtrack is more important to me than I let on. So it's solely my thoughts, and my words. They come mostly from the dark void next to the heart and beyond the mind, somewhere graciously magical. It requires a lot of inner trust to type from this place, and this, you can say is one of my strongest triggers, though not anything particularly bad.
I hope that all my secrets are safe within you, and the hearts of those who find this. And hehe. To my real friends (who will never see this) they would probably be wondering where the silly me went. The me that they're used to. Or the cunning me that can turn anything into a witty remark.
I hope that all my secrets are safe within you, and the hearts of those who find this. And hehe. To my real friends (who will never see this) they would probably be wondering where the silly me went. The me that they're used to. Or the cunning me that can turn anything into a witty remark.
