The criss-crossing lines of my thought process -- abstract, bizarre, disjointed and bordering on insanity -- which can find place nowhere else, are at peace here. Faraway, on the other side of the planet (or the fence), there is a land of never-ending winters. I hope these thoughts take me there, if only in a journey of the mind.
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what more does one want other than unsafe heavens
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