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  Cloudy day today. Cloudy day like so many days before. Peaceful.

Are you here with my ghost of a thought - written before you in pixels and electricity?  If secrecy is the medium, at least I can imagine:paint elaborate murals of vibrant days gone by, when every color of the spectrum was ours to behold.

Death is everlasting in this world - how morbid of us to stubbornly attempt to bring life to it all.

You are as distant to me as you want to be. And if that is what you want, I will patiently wait until you realize where you belong.

  And the songs I sing are of the merry melodies gone by - phantoms haunting every crawl-space, hidden passage, and abandoned rooms of my soul.  The demons call out to me and grasp me in their icy-grip.....but I am for others and therefore have no right to submit to them. Melt their shackles and stand stronger than they ...... they cannot have what was never theirs to begin with.

Now, to take to travel; gather you up and bring you close. Don't abandon me ever again, I pray....