Peb 5, 2002


For them there are words upon words upon words. What need have you of my whim or tales? You possess my Silence. And everything else that pours forth from it. At last you understand. There is no need for the vast sea to envy froth and bubbles. Despite everything that is bleak, I am happy. And the cause should know her effect.

Visit me again. I am your vassal.

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