Friday, 11 November 2016

What pace this world moves in.

No, I cannot write here. Not anymore. The mood rarely comes upon me, and my parents are too disturbing.

Time for a letter.
Expect it tucked within the pages of the Roald Dahl book I will give you.
Apprehensive about whether you'll like it or not.

Sigh.

That's the only thing I can say. The only response I've been giving to the world around me.

Sigh.

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