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Aug 10
When all is still

Im surrounded by the stillness

Passed the fan

The creaks of the house

A low hum for the hallway

Im reminded of how much work there is left to be done.

An in my head im hoping that some of the quiet desires of my heart are gonna be met in the next chapter.

But for now I wait study, prep, and hopefully just hopefully im ready.

I cant call on magic, all I can do is progressively overload.

So till then the silence of the house the ache in my heart...

They'll all just have to wait I can't fill the void of my heart.

At least not yet.
A void is not a bad thing; but it's not a good thing either. Depends alot on what you put in it.
Jason
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