Not going to get sick of you Artemis  I'm finding your posts rather inspiring tbh. My own moving forward right now means relinquishing control, different but similar... I think I'm ready to do it...
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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