just over a year (thirteen months ... are more than a dozen but there are twelve) I wrote about how similar these days to December, and how it feels to year advancement. and I was right. Vinyl is my antennae tuned nbien, sometimes to my regret. this strange feeling before the end of the end is like a slumber ... is like a rest in the victory before finishing the game, not that I do not know the result and we've lowered arms ... Is this the extra time needed Tanoto? says
as Alcyone, Alcyone dearest, "let's see what happens."
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