If I did not believe in signs, I might just start believing it.
Dots turn into an ellipsis...
Things are peaceful once more...
The cage opens...
I shall spread the wings...
The winds can guide me now...
A little discretion along the way can't hurt...
...thank you, ever so much...
that which gives life, can take it away,
...and also give it back...
It is going to get bad now, I can sense it. And I will not be able to do anything about it. But I know that the storm will pass, all by itself.
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