I was invited here though and I know it would be rude not to play along. I could step out side this box I live in and charge admission into my life. But wouldn’t that cheapen the mystery?

My fingers stopped moving which means my mind ran out of words. So now I ramble on with random phrases that seem to make sense. But its just me cascading along these lines of communication in hopes someone sees thru the next brick to bust and catches me mid-fall, pulls me close and says “hello”

iamdew.

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