There she goes. She said she loved me, 'Do you think this is the time.' I asked. 'Perhaps in small doses' she replied, 'It might be a worthless task.' I stirred in the vastness of a light that always glows eternally. I floated feeling for the pull of warmth that would come eventually. I squeezed... Sign in to see full entry.
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