February 29, 2024
My heart was fraught with trepidation, fearful that, for the first time, I'd have to do this on my own. But when thou announced thy presence with, "We're here!" my countenance illuminated this chamber like a myriad of gleaming diamonds. The light ascended to the celestial spheres and back, perchance a gift from heaven itself. So I could not gainsay the blessings bestowed upon me when I beheld thy presence.
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Deep Within My Soul
Poetry"Perhaps that's why I don't care greatly for revenge; a man's guilty conscious is a plate served by and to himself and no one can serve it better than him." A collection of introspective short stories and poetry.
