In is spilling over the brim. I must be careful now that I am not trim. I am aching from the year. Reality within reality. I will continue to investigate. I am tired and sore. I am afraid to speak. Something is breaking through, but I must meter for the reader. Just take a chill pill and read with a lilting child spirit accent. I must keep the anaolgies of systems clear. I will say hello to the spiritual "G" men. You will all get a huge collar soon. I must keep things short for the imaginal realm is just at a peek a boo stage for the newbies. HOPE is alive.
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