Hope! Spirit! You!
Hello, he said in a low, almost whispering, tone so as to not offend whomever he was adressing.
Hello? I apologize. The man chuckled nervously and wished upon the Gods of dementia.
I must say, I am calmer now, more stabilized, and harmony is slowly returning to my soul. However, I'm exhausted from all that rage and contempt and so I believe this too, will fall in the endless lines of futile blog posts of self pity. Patheticity? Well...
Yup, so fresh air, music and food really did the trick I suppose; I have done nothing since came home but planning the morrow and reading about revolutions, all of which FAILED AND TURNED INTO BLOOD FILLED DESPOTISMS.
My fear is slowly coming through; the golden letters written on the great walls of the Doma Dorma are falling apart, bit by bit, letter after letter, blowing in the wind, eternally forgotten.
"Keep the cool", eh.
Goddamnit! We must keep it, for the sake of all. For the sake of -you-
The first civil war MUST be kept away, at all costs
bye loves!
Hello? I apologize. The man chuckled nervously and wished upon the Gods of dementia.
I must say, I am calmer now, more stabilized, and harmony is slowly returning to my soul. However, I'm exhausted from all that rage and contempt and so I believe this too, will fall in the endless lines of futile blog posts of self pity. Patheticity? Well...
Yup, so fresh air, music and food really did the trick I suppose; I have done nothing since came home but planning the morrow and reading about revolutions, all of which FAILED AND TURNED INTO BLOOD FILLED DESPOTISMS.
My fear is slowly coming through; the golden letters written on the great walls of the Doma Dorma are falling apart, bit by bit, letter after letter, blowing in the wind, eternally forgotten.
"Keep the cool", eh.
Goddamnit! We must keep it, for the sake of all. For the sake of -you-
The first civil war MUST be kept away, at all costs
bye loves!
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