"True. All too true. I desire the silent absolution of an abandoned field."
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Like a tune spilling out of my heart, my soul talks in words as unadulterated as the sweetest nectar. With the write as my brush, I paint lovely lyrics that bring out feeling and tell stories of adore, delight, distress, and trust.
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"True. All too true. I desire the silent absolution of an abandoned field." right away.