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Simmer down the intermittent pen the intermittent everything this lack of discipline is too exhausting. You’re such a star such a pretty light. Always on always off. Pulsing as if you one day just might expand into soaring flight. But no – not quite. Like a wave a daughter of the restless waters shallow – translucent deep – dark going […]
Finally found a good use for a white pen.
Only the branches seem to grow and multiply – like Sylvia’s tree. I should not depend on the wind as guide – it changes all the time. But the speed with which I need to grow (do I?) may well be the death of me. Shallow roots grow faster but never hold.