My current state of Agape (or something, my Greek is less than stellar  ) is heebie jeebie inducing  Sorry 
I've had a breakthrough week, frustrations notwithstanding, and I'm feeling the luuuuuuuurve! *giggles*
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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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